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Nauseated from memory

Nauseated from memory

When I was little, I’d get deathly carsick. As a kid I read constantly, and it was hard for me to put down the book. But I think it was good for me to have to look out the window instead of always at the pages of a book. Maybe it’s even why I became … read more Nauseated from memory

Posted on November 2, 2015May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories BeautyTags 2015, memory, motion, motion sickness, nausea, past
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