When was the last time you rose, victorious, like a phoenix from the ashes?

Anyone can be burned, crushed, consumed. But not everyone chooses to rise. Grace is the air that turns our cinders to ashes and our ashes to wings. Rise. Then rise again.
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Friday, September 14, 2012

Snakes

I was walking outside my apartment and walked by a snake in the parking lot.  Anyone who knows me knows snakes are on of my top 3 banes.  We hates them.  *shudder*  I'm not sure I'll be walking outside in the mornings for a while, anymore.

I don't know if that is something I should report to the apartment or not. 
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