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Sunday, July 15, 2018

luck song

Ming bought me this beautiful new mala.  And a rainbow pouch.  I asked Mom if she could make one, and she said yes, but I don't really need two.

Today we're going to an art show.  I'll sing you a good luck song.  That's what it's called.  Love it.  I would like to know a good luck song.  I should write one.

I wrote for an hour, working on a long letter.  I drew a mandala.  It looks good.

Mom showed me an old picture from 38 years ago.  She's showing me pics from her phone.  From when Dad was alive.  Gives me feels.

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