Footprints - at Twenty-Two
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I was 22 years old, newly married. In a quick sequence of events, my wife
found out she was pregnant and I lost my job. I was desperate. I needed a
job ......
Genius only in extremely rare and short moments of clarity, otherwise a soul bumbling around east of Eden in search of truth.
2 comments:
If you don't mind, I'm putting this on my blog at some point. It's hysterical!
Sure, I stole it myself
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