The other evening, I can not sleep, and customarily I went downstairs, stired up the fire, and began to let my mind roam, digging out my subconscious worries so I can face them. And also as normal, my 22 year old daughter, who is a night owl, wandered downstairs and stated, “Hey there Dad. Can’t sleep? Exactly what’s on your mind?” She plopped down on the sofa beside me as well as we started chatting.

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