It was so sunny on Friday that I had to stop, sit down on a hot bench, and pull out my journal. I can't express to you how much I love the sun: God is in the sun. I sat there like a plant, letting the sun leak into my skin and fill me with memories.
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I think I could be the sun's lover. If he'd have me.
4/1/11
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I think I could be the sun's lover. If he'd have me.
4/1/11
Excuse this irreverence: That's hot.
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