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Desire
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Balanced fear.
I am stuck ( Read more... ) -
Ouchy
In demonstration of the general backlog of everything I would like to proclaim a postponed OUCH, that really kinda hurt a lot.1.5 weeks ago the car closed the door on my finger, and now my finger still hurting -is it maybe broken? Is this a question better served by a doctor?- though the swelling has gone down ( Read more... ) -
12.Mister overly contemplative
"Why do you lie? Why would you need to lie about being interesting if everything about you already is interesting. What is it about your perception of all this," as she gestures to some kind of aura only she is capable of seeing, "all this that you are, that you would find a need to make it seem more exciting, who benefits ( Read more... ) -
Kowing and being
There are times where we know we have done something we shouldn't, most often this is only hindsight but then there are the ones that while preparing for the situation are fully aware of what they are doing wrong ( Read more... ) -
11.The real hug
Finally after so long, at the very last moment.. I got off the bus all the way home crossed the street and got right back on another bus to go back eight miles and have creamy chicken and rice soup with him, to talk about the year that had past and where we were now. Much better shape for both of us, with 50 pounds lost and his first vacation in ( Read more... ) -
To betterment is to spend money
With all these things people assume you need be doing along with everything you thus feel you should be doing, improving your standing in life. Being, your perspective and outlook, to how you shop or save, eat, walk, dress, and whether you take the bus with the cool kids it is all surprisingly falsely stressful ( Read more... ) -
Money
I'm exactly where I wanted to be ( Read more... ) -
Promotion
Somehow I expected it to be more, what exatly that more would be I hadn't really managed to figure out and still now I don't know what that more could actually be ( Read more... ) -
Why don't I play the Banjo
Was walking the dog along the lake in the sand tonight and came across a boy on a bench playing a Banjo, quite well and drew me to wonder why I am not doing something.. something constructive with my free time, not that learning to play the Banjo would be constructive but perhaps a better use of time. With my time, which does not seem to come too ( Read more... )