This is how I feel about “participation” awards:
This is how I feel, occasionally, when I am introduced to new music:
This is how I feel hanging out in a family ward:
This is how I feel when I’m driving and shotgun tries to change the music:
This is how I feel trying to master the F chord on guitar:
This is how I want to feel tracting on my mission:
This is how I feel when the missionaries are over for dinner and they keep wanting to talk and I keep wanting them to leave:







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