We pick them up. Little hurts, big hurts. But how do we learn not to keep a record of wrongs that clogs the arteries of our life? I visited a friend the other day, and they invited me into their home. As we wandered from room to room, everything was immaculate. Paintings hung perfectly, furniture … Continue reading To Keep No Record of Wrongs
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