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Sistine Chapel

July 10, 2009

       As enigmatic as Michelangelo’s rennaissance paintings my predicament is seemingly turning into an inexplicable auspicious twist of fate.

       Perplexed and almost breaking into a flush of panic, it seemed that the hand of God reached out so kindly and touched a good samaritan’s heart whom he sent just in the nick of time to my rescue. 

       This week’s special: Peanut Butter and Jelly on Brown Bread and apples for dessert.

       Just when I think it may be the end of the road for me, my saving grace proves me wrong and stretches out another road ahead for me to tread. There is no end…Only new beginnings…

 

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