02/12/2009. Journal entry. I was at the laundromat, and had just finished folding the laundry and had put it in the basket, and was ready to leave. I felt inspired to strike up a conversation with the family using the folding table next to mine. But I chickened out (disobeyed) and left without speaking to them. They were speaking Spanish, and I had a Spanish Bible and Spanish Book of Mormon
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