You get old, you start thinking of health insurance.
"sand dollar
the whole ocean becomes
a wishing well"
--an'ya
"On my deathbed I’ll have only one question: How much of my life was spent in an airport?" --@paisleyrekdal
bardic grimoary & notions
You get old, you start thinking of health insurance.
"sand dollar
the whole ocean becomes
a wishing well"
--an'ya
"On my deathbed I’ll have only one question: How much of my life was spent in an airport?" --@paisleyrekdal
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