Looking at my spam hoping that a job offer went in there by mistake, I'm amazed at how many, cough cough, euphemisms there are for, let's call them, virility drugs. And why everyone seems to assume that I'm in need of either greater length, girth, or staying power. Add to that all the messages in languages I don't speak and you have an amazing amount of... spam.
Been exploring some more; old friend Mart was in town so good excuse for Nopalito, one of my favorite Mexican places. Meditating on how sometimes you don't know why you're in part of your journey until later... and hoping that my patience and perseverance will see me through. Here's to good thoughts. And reading in the park!
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2 comments:
indeed. hang in there!
Bethany, I came across your blog and I would love to talk with you more about Belgrade. I moved here last week for a short term assignment from the US (and I'm also originally from IN). It sounds like you had a great time here and I would love any advice!
Mary (marycar378@aol.com)
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