Instead of going through the door, I slip through a cracked window in the back and rush to her. I drop before her and take her in my arms, blinking back my own emotion.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Spend your days thinking about things that are good and true and beautiful and noble, and you will become good and true and beautiful and noble. — Matthew Kelly