Monday, June 26, 2017

From My Journal: 4 August 2007

In Chicago Temple tonight thought "I wish [my wife] had brought my gum." Then I found a piece of gum on the floor of my dressing cubicle. I thought "If you can't eat gum off the floor of the temple, when can you eat off the floor?" So I ate it. It was exactly the same flavor as mine from home. I thought, "This is just like the room of requirement" in the Harry Potter books.

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