On my way home from Universal Studios, I wanted to stop at the Ann Taylor Factory Store, but I couldn't figure out how to get there from I-4 and ended up getting completely lost. It ended up being a good thing because while trying to frind my way back to the hotel, I found the temple. I wasn't dressed to go inside, but I stood out on the lawn and prayed for my friends and my family. I found a really nice old man and asked him to put a few of my friend's names on the prayer roll for me.
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