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Life in my head: Hair twirling & shiny things

Some time ago a friend was giving me a ride.  We were driving down the freeway while I recounted something that happened that day.  All of a sudden I saw his hand in front of my face, snapping his fingers at me, startled, I said, “what, what?” thinking something was wrong.  He was trying to… Continue reading Life in my head: Hair twirling & shiny things