Today I got an email from my mom in response to my email complaining of all my ailments. The email simply said, "Poor Joanna! Love, Mom." And suddenly I'm feeling much better.
Marathons. World Travel. Grad School. Lanyard Making. Puppies. Neurology Finals. Singing For My Supper. Losing Ground. Losing Weight. Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-changes. That's what it's all about.
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