Nothing but the agony, no; AGONY, caused by hopping around the house with a sprained foot wrapped in bandage, searching for an insignificant little thing such as your hairband or a pencil can bring the truth home - that you are an amazingly disorganised person.
Well, at least now I know for myself what Mom's been trying to tell me all these years- that I have to get organised!'
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"Choose a job that you love, and you'll never have to work a day in your life" -Confucius.....But what if you don't know what job you love??
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Because I could not stop for Death-
He kindly stopped for me-
The Carriage held but just ourselves-
And Immortality.
Emily Dickinson,
'because I could not stop for death', 1863
He kindly stopped for me-
The Carriage held but just ourselves-
And Immortality.
Emily Dickinson,
'because I could not stop for death', 1863
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“Tell me one last thing”, said Harry. “Is this real? Or has this been happening inside my head?”
Dumbledore beamed at him…"of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean it is not real?”
Dumbledore beamed at him…"of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean it is not real?”
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