
In high school, my nickname was Phoebes. I was (and still am) such a flake! Tonight, my friends and I went to the gym. On the way to the gym we passed by a dead tree that had one singular flower up towards the top. My friends wanted to pick it and I told them no! It was so pretty! A flower, all by itself, stemming out of something decrepit. I know this isn't necessarily an example of a "Phoebe" moment.... But... Just thought I'd throw that out there.
This is a really lame blog. Like, beyond lame. But I'm trying to do the 365 thing... And all I can think of right now is sleep. So, there you go.
Good night!
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