Sitting in staff meeting listening to the minutes...counting the minutes, my thoughts swirling. I just could not concentrate. There was something in the air that stirring me though I did not understand at first. Was it Cathy showing us her armidilla? Glenda's revival? The smell of Mena's breakfast? Then I saw it, the whip of something so delicate, so golden it might be called angelic. Was God approaching me in the room? I followed the sway from right to left watching as I realized it was attached to more Heavenly golden strands and then to the most perfect head of hair this earth has to offer. Then I felt an uncontrollable urge to touch, but I couldn't he was too quickly gone, his hair swaying out of the room like a burst of magnificant sunlight through a dark room. I was left with an indescribable feeling as I realized that James' hair is my life's passion, my reason for being.
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Sitting in staff meeting listening to the minutes...counting the minutes, my thoughts swirling. I just could not concentrate. There was something in the air that stirring me though I did not understand at first. Was it Cathy showing us her armidilla? Glenda's revival? The smell of Mena's breakfast? Then I saw it, the whip of something so delicate, so golden it might be called angelic. Was God approaching me in the room? I followed the sway from right to left watching as I realized it was attached to more Heavenly golden strands and then to the most perfect head of hair this earth has to offer. Then I felt an uncontrollable urge to touch, but I couldn't he was too quickly gone, his hair swaying out of the room like a burst of magnificant sunlight through a dark room. I was left with an indescribable feeling as I realized that James' hair is my life's passion, my reason for being.
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