Tag: Water

I’ll Take It

I was distracted this morning on my way to the kitchen for a bottle of water; when I arrived back to the dressing room I remembered my water. And it was there that a victory was achieved. I’ll take it! This time rather than berating myself for forgetting the bottle of water I prayed. I

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White Shirt

I’m having a reoccurring dream. I think there is a message in it. For me and perhaps for someone else. Old stains. Old stains. Dirty strains. Strains too deep, too wide, too dark. The white shirt is soiled. I am ashamed to wear it. But wait. What’s this? Water and an iron? It’s work. Applying

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