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It was a hotpot party at my church sister’s house. About 20 of us gathered and it was a wonderful time of food and fellowship. Then came the time to clean up, which always got me both eager and nervous. Eager to not be useless, nervous about finding opportunities to not be useless . I went straight to the kitchen before anyone did, hoping to tackle what I was good and comfortable at—washing the dishes. After soaping up one cup and some chopsticks, I was told that we could lea

A time before time, burning eternal. The weight brought him to his knees, along with the realisation that this was ground like no other....

not all who wander are lost. but i am lost, i am free. to wander lost. till the waves take me home colour pencil on cardboard textures:...