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When my love swears that she is made of truth,
I do believe her, though I know she lies,
That she might think me some untutor’d youth,
Unlearned in the world’s false subtleties.
Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young,
Although she knows my days are past the best,
Simply I credit her false-speaking tongue:
On both sides thus is simple […]

Have you ever been on a surfboard, trying to catch a wave, and waiting endlessly before realizing you weren’t in the water? Well, me neither. But I did sleep at a Holiday Inn last night.
I’ve thought about a lot of things in the past few days, but ironically now that my head is […]