As an INTJ female (for those into Myers-Briggs and the like), I am a hard person to know, and an even harder person to love. I wonder if someday my children will want to know what really went on in my brain. I shall leave them this gift. Well, maybe not so much a "gift" as an extremely uncomfortable last will and testament.
Monday, September 5, 2011
Our last Chincoteague stop was to see Misty's hoofprints in front of the Roxy Theater.
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