I'm going off "Schedule" here, because it's just about time to leave for youth group and I don't have time to write about the Global Forum right now. Instead, I shall share a story! It's pretty short, in fact this description is probably longer, but that's okay.
Isn't it funny how the senses work? How they can remind you of a moment in time? No matter where I am (today I was in the mall food court), when I hear the song Bulletproof, I am immediately transported to a Munich hostel, to the "club" in the basement, and dancing with a tall, blonde, South African man. Every. Time.
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