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Laugh for the day



I am returning to my old bohemian hippie days, last night one of my younger daughters who never experienced dad has a hippie stop by the house and as she walked in she said why does this house smell like N, my oldest child when she was in high school she finally said Oh its patchouli oil.

This morning I sent an email to my oldest daughter N in Chicago and explain that brief little story to her about her younger sister stopping by the house last night and I said either I smell like a teenage girl or when you were a teenager you smell like an old man hippie. Lol

For far too many years I've played the establishment game because that was the "adult thing to do", I'm back writing and living my life and loving it.

Post stroke life is liberating.


Peace, love, joy and prayers,



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