For several moments yesterday, I wished that I was
journeyto. Airline stuff. Yucko! But then it ended up being okay that I was
unseenjoy. And I thanked God for making me me.
Wednesday, 2:15 p.m. - Got a call at work from US Airways. "Yeah, we were cleaning out our upstairs area and found a bag that has your tag." Funny, because none of my four guys who are
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