It's 11:39 and I arrived home ten minuets ago. I'm so tired that I can't think straight and I can't see straight either.
Sometimes you've got to know when it's time to say something and when it's time to shut your big mouth. It's a fine balance and one that I often err on the side of caution for fear that I will say something I'll later regret. Painful and better-forgotten things are always said in a moment of foolish thoughtlessness.
Enough said. I'm going to shut my mouth now and leave you with some of my favourites from Emily's 31 Days of Hush so far:
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