I hate when people kick my seat. It’s one of my top five (or so) pet peeves, second only to someone riding my bumper on the highway.
A month ago I walked into my church on a Sunday morning and found a spot on the third row from the stage. I like being in the front because it eliminates distractions.
I had just lost my grandma and was emotional and ready…
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