The ritual of the day after Thanksgiving
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A Bittersweet Symphony
Today I drank the sort of coffee that caused me to go find the specialty chocolate tucked away in the bottom right hand drawer of the desk in my bedroom. I opened the packaging of the chocolate, took out one square and carefully placed it onto my tongue. Then I took a sip of myContinue reading “A Bittersweet Symphony”