The 32 Day Diary
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Last published Mon, Mar 15, 2021
32 days...
+ 32 entries...
+Time and Thought...
=The unexpected
"Time is on our side... no matter how much they tell you this...It's not true. It's a lie they tell us as children to make us feel as if we are in control. Nobody is in control, you can spend days thinking of a scenario but it takes a split second to make a decision..."
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