Nora-isms

I know I'll never remember these things. It's time to start "writing" them down before they're lost forever. I expect these will just be tiny little entries. Better than the nothing I've posted for months.

At Tami's, walking upstairs in the morning: "Abastian no eat mine fingers. That'd make me sad, sad, sad."




Nora & Tami later the same morning

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