Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Ring-a-ding-ding.

I cleaned out my jewelry box and found the ring Josh gave me,
put it on, and it's been on ever since.
It makes me happy.
Don't judge me.
Last night, though, I dreamt I got into a car accident and the ring got smashed and it was cutting my finger off of my hand.

Is this a sign that I should put the ring back into my jewelry box,
or just a silly coincidence?
Again, don't judge me.

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