I can only do something that my sister or my daughter, if I have one, could watch and feel positive about.
I always like to sing along to some depressing, angry Morrissey.
The enormous lake stretched flat and smooth and white all the way to the edge of the gray sky. Wagon tracks went away across it, so far that you could not see where they went; they ended in nothing at all.
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