I usually find interesting dates at the farmers market, but today’s date wins the prize. Its numerical sequence won’t recur for a very long time. I’m enjoying it while it lasts.
Happy Twelve Thirteen Fourteen, everybody!
It has been five years since I have fasted for Ramadan. Doing so at a 2,000+ mile distance from my father seems unimaginable, though I know it is not. 560 more words
9 months, 2 weeks