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When I was 19 I wrote my 40-year-old self a letter that I am about to read.
When I was 19 I wrote my 40-year-old self a letter that I am about to read.
When the hygienist handed me a child's toothbrush because she said my mouth was too small for the adult size, I almost asked if I could have Belle instead of Snow White.
Standing next to my dad this Christmas, I realized for the first time that he's reached the age at which people begin to get shorter.