NoJoMo 11 in Second 1st
- Nov. 11, 2018, 10:58 a.m.
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My happiest memory is....
hard to think about. First you have to define happy. Then run it through a filter of your life. However, the first thing I think about when that comes up is when I was 5… before bad things happened. I was behind a bush in our yard, alone, digging a hole to China with tiny trucks.
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