One second is a pretty teeny tiny amount of time. Blink, and it's already gone by. Except when you're in pain, in which case one second is a long, long time. Doesn't matter if it's mental pain or physical pain. In the span of a second, neither is more painful than the other. They are… Continue reading [prompts][SoC] When a second isn’t a second.
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There was a Japanese family who lived in a milk carton.
There was an old woman who lived in a shoe, but there is a Japanese family who lives in a milk carton right now! If you're ever in Japan and want to see for yourself, just head to Mirasaka, a quaint, quiet country town that's about an hour and a half from Hiroshima Station by car. After driving… Continue reading There was a Japanese family who lived in a milk carton.