This is a scheduled post planned to be published at 25.7.2016 at 17:31
After my Dad died, I found a wonderful place to go and get away from life.
It was a small shop that sold tumbled rocks, crystals, incense...
I spent hours there. I even found out I was good at picking stones for people. This was a magical place and the scent stayed with you all day.
Until this very day I still pick stones out for people and do my kind of readings.
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