The word snowflake won't help.

Black cat, white woman with grey hair
The cat in one of her
go to Zoom meetings moods

 6.9  blessed hours of sleep.


The cat survived the fireworks. I am not sure where she ran and hid but the last spell was LOUD and right at 2 am.


As for the word snowflake, it is a great blessing to have people one feels able to run one's bad ideas by.


The word snowflake will go away.


The words bullying and self-reflection will not.


And someone I had been trying to figure out how to reach out to called ME today.

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