I confess...Monday, for $28,000 it'll be worth it.

And for wyndhy, picture this:

wildirish falling down a flight of carpeted stairs...holding on to an open 5 gallon bucket of paint

Mrs. WI cried too...well, I think she was crying. Tears rolled down her cheeks, she held her sides and she couldn't speak.

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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.