I had a story to tell. It had meaning, it was awesome. I was proud of what I was to share.
And while I whittled this down to under two minutes, I had interruption after interruption that hindered it from being the spectacular video that I had dreamed up in this cranium. I was applying my mascara this morning, rehearsed what I was going to say, looked at my freshly made face and smiled, "Oh yeah, this video is going to kick-booty. This girl is gonna inspire."
Well, make or fail, I'm gonna post it anyway!
Meet: My mailman.
Do you think he likes me? I think he may find me charming.
Because charming is someone talking animatedly to their rear view mirror these days. Fo' real.
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