Tag: small joys
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Apparently, Sunshine Has Splinters
He came in with a pocket full of sawdust. I told him it was sunshine instead. A small true story about the two of us, and what we make out of ordinary evenings.

He came in with a pocket full of sawdust. I told him it was sunshine instead. A small true story about the two of us, and what we make out of ordinary evenings.