Pleasant words are as an honeycomb, sweet to the soul, and health to the bones.
let's not do that, please.
me too! But only when I am playing the cello and there 100 things I am trying to remember to do plus the 100 things I just know I am forgeting to do...so naturally I forget to breath...
at least you have time to breathe :P
that's up for debate.
Me too.My husband will poke me and go "Are you breathing" and I'll realize I'm not.
You'll get over it in the Resurrection. ;o) (Love you!)
huh. this was a timely post. when i saw it, i realised that i wasn't breathing either. thanks...
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