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Maybe Grandma’s stories are true and life really was much more full and lighthearted back in the day. Plant some wildflowers or herbs, even if it’s only in a clay pot inside. Not only does it taste better to make your own food, but it’s also healthier and much more rewarding to eat. In my humble opinion, people were not made for flying at 70 miles an hour down interstates. Many of us need it for work, banking, communicating and especially for school.If we could, many of us would travel back into those old photographs and embrace that time when life seemed simpler. The fragrance they omit and the care spent growing them will bring a sense of peace and purpose to your soul and help your own roots grow and find nourishment in the midst of this fast-paced life. You’ll find yourself savoring each bite instead of scarfing it all down like we all-too-often do with the rest of life. Now obviously, we cannot all just get up and walk everywhere (and I especially don’t recommend walking on the interstate), but there is nothing more refreshing than taking a stroll around the neighborhood at dusk after a good home-cooked meal, or starting your day off with a sunrise stroll through the park. However, like all good things, too much can be bad.The doctors had given her two months when they discovered the cancer that was slowly destroying her body, and that was just about as much as she got. After the funeral and the period of grieving, there remained the task of moving all of Nan's possessions out of her house and get it ready for sale. She just looked at me disapprovingly, not even dignifying herself with a reply. Sometimes five or six times.“ So much there wasn't much shocking news. The bell hadn't rung yet, so I stayed there and tickled my kitty a little longer.Gathering, sorting and storing a lifetime's worth of possessions is a lot of work, and I decided to take a few days off from college to be with my family and help them as much as I could. I tried to laugh it off, successfully, so it seemed. It was such a relief to finally touch myself and I was just about to feel good when the bell rang.
It didn’t stop me from giving her an equally inappropriate retort. I’ll turn off the lights and put on a boring movie so you can finger your pussy while I pretend not to see it.” A fluffy little pillow hit me in the stomach. It is about a month after the last story” “Dear diary, Today I got a look at Donny’s penis, and a really good look too!As I was taking the spoils back to my room, I heard someone whisper my name. It's a secret” she said “Come on, I'll let you have one of my sandwiches” She looked hungrily at the food. “Okay, but don’t tell mom or dad” I promised her I’d keep mum and led her into my room. I quickly closed my legs and told her to piss off, but she pushed her finger between my legs and touched the folds of my naked kitty” “Luckily she pulled her hand away before Mr. She didn't do nothing for the rest of the film, but her brief touch had made me all hot again.I looked around and finally spotted my younger sister, peeking in from a crack in the door. I nodded “Mom and dad went to Aunt Shelley for the afternoon.” Audrey swung the door open and quickly traversed the room, carrying something bulky and rectangular under her sweater. I knew there was no way Teach would allow someone to go to the bathroom this shortly after recess, so I would have to sit it out.I found some leftover tuna salad in the fridge and I made a couple of nice sandwiches. She had them wrapped in an old tablecloth so I swapped them with a couple of phone books and put the books in the bag of clothes instead.” “And they’re Nan’s diaries, huh? If he could have seen under my desk, he'd have us expelled for sure.