this day, one year ago, we were on our Way. There was sadness and fear. There was a kind of numb blankness. We were approaching the place, Merced (mercy), California, where the fate of a kitten would intertwine with ours. Puppy. So, it's kind of a holiday. That we might yearly celebrate and maybe we will call it Puppy Day. Because it had to do with courage and blind faith all around. Just hoping for the Best, but who could know. We were just going.
and there is Joy here. Nothing at all as i might have imagined.
This Place, nothing at all as i had imagined . This life, not at all what i had imagined it might be.
and it continues this way. Beyond what i imagined. so, the Eve of Puppy Day.
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