Still moving. Still packing.
Funny thing happened the other day.
I woke up to a few phone calls of disaster and completely begin to panic. I went outside for a breath of air and could not calm down. Next thing I know the phone rings. It's Arlo. So I pick it up and the first thing he says is "Don't Panic". He didn't even know what was goping on that moring, but out of the blue called me from work to tell me not to panic. I don't think he realizes how perfect some of the words come out of his mouth sometimes.
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