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	<description>I&#039;m just trying to walk myself home.</description>
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		By: really home &#171; chino house		</title>
		<link>https://www.alisonchino.com/heart-work/#comment-218</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[really home &#171; chino house]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 22 Aug 2007 05:10:30 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[[...] all these things have not come naturally for me this summer. there have been days i&#8217;ve fought for them, but many more days i haven&#8217;t had the fight in me. as i sang along, i realized that i was [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[&#8230;] all these things have not come naturally for me this summer. there have been days i&#8217;ve fought for them, but many more days i haven&#8217;t had the fight in me. as i sang along, i realized that i was [&#8230;]</p>
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		By: is there anything to say? &#171; free millie		</title>
		<link>https://www.alisonchino.com/heart-work/#comment-217</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[is there anything to say? &#171; free millie]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 13 Jul 2007 18:58:05 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[[...] loves, rambling   so by now you&#8217;ve read the posts of my only other blog-brave pals (here and here) regarding the news of this past week -  the relocation of a great friend and the death of a sweet [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[&#8230;] loves, rambling   so by now you&#8217;ve read the posts of my only other blog-brave pals (here and here) regarding the news of this past week &#8211;  the relocation of a great friend and the death of a sweet [&#8230;]</p>
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		By: sarabethjones		</title>
		<link>https://www.alisonchino.com/heart-work/#comment-216</link>

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		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Jul 2007 04:20:23 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Much better than the games I&#039;ve been playing, which include:

Sulk and Stare from My Corner of the Couch
If I&#039;m Sarcastic I Won&#039;t Cry
I&#039;m Not Melodramatic, I&#039;m Just Sensitive

Good thing for me they all have travel versions, since I&#039;m off to Branson tomorrow! I know you&#039;re jealous...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Much better than the games I&#8217;ve been playing, which include:</p>
<p>Sulk and Stare from My Corner of the Couch<br />
If I&#8217;m Sarcastic I Won&#8217;t Cry<br />
I&#8217;m Not Melodramatic, I&#8217;m Just Sensitive</p>
<p>Good thing for me they all have travel versions, since I&#8217;m off to Branson tomorrow! I know you&#8217;re jealous&#8230;</p>
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		By: Jerusalem		</title>
		<link>https://www.alisonchino.com/heart-work/#comment-215</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Jerusalem]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Jul 2007 20:55:38 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[That is a great game - and I want to play too (I may even copy and post this myself!) Today I am grateful for friends who listen and don&#039;t think you are crazy for having emotions. I am grateful for little boys in UnderRoos with Light Sabers.  I am grateful for iTunes and the ability to download the perfect song no matter what time of day it is and I am grateful for the rain, because it makes me sit still and take stock.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That is a great game &#8211; and I want to play too (I may even copy and post this myself!) Today I am grateful for friends who listen and don&#8217;t think you are crazy for having emotions. I am grateful for little boys in UnderRoos with Light Sabers.  I am grateful for iTunes and the ability to download the perfect song no matter what time of day it is and I am grateful for the rain, because it makes me sit still and take stock.</p>
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		By: Lora		</title>
		<link>https://www.alisonchino.com/heart-work/#comment-214</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Lora]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Jul 2007 16:02:15 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Ooo, Alison...amen.  This is a fantastic game to play. Today I have been short on rest, patience, time, and focus.  But here&#039;s my list just for today, details and slices of the Lord&#039;s provision:  a roommate who shares her lunch when I didn&#039;t have time to make my own; knowing just enough italian to talk my way into a museum to sketch a statue one more time before they close; kids coming up and watching me draw; an evening bus that dumps me practically at my front door.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ooo, Alison&#8230;amen.  This is a fantastic game to play. Today I have been short on rest, patience, time, and focus.  But here&#8217;s my list just for today, details and slices of the Lord&#8217;s provision:  a roommate who shares her lunch when I didn&#8217;t have time to make my own; knowing just enough italian to talk my way into a museum to sketch a statue one more time before they close; kids coming up and watching me draw; an evening bus that dumps me practically at my front door.</p>
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