Some time ago I had a dream. I was standing in the middle of a cake donut. It was a buffer.
The words were, “Don’t break up the donut. Stay centered. Don’t fight.”
I wasn’t sure why I was having this strange dream. Continue reading
Some time ago I had a dream. I was standing in the middle of a cake donut. It was a buffer.
The words were, “Don’t break up the donut. Stay centered. Don’t fight.”
I wasn’t sure why I was having this strange dream. Continue reading
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