Is it wrong that I hate that word?
That it sends shocks of disgust and longing through my body?
That, since I have been called on a mission, it has become a word that I throw to the back seat? That I forget about, and instead think of skirts and books of mormon and spirit touched investigators?
Maybe I'll just pretend I'm engaged to my mission.
.....I need engagement pictures....
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