Missed opportunity at Post Office. Mon, Jan 8, 2007.
01/08/2007. There was a white-haired caucasian man at the Post Office. He entered and exited at the same time I did. He looked in his late 50's or early 60's. The Spirit indicated to me to initiate contact and say something, an opening line even came to mind, but I disobeyed. I chickened out. Ack.
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It's not easy to open your mouth. You sure feel good when you do and awful when you don't though.
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