I went to bed uber early. seven oclock. And I listed to rain, getting up to see white leaves littered across the driveway thinking it was huge hails, but they weren't. I had long crazy dreams. Woke up at three, thinking and thinking throughout my shower and breakfast and makeup
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Dead Can Dance: the saddest, sexiest ancient music, tears in my eyes, goosebumps. Feeling the story I will write out as soon as writer''s block breaks and it becomes effortless words, Sanvean...Sanvean....love, pain, time, rebirth
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All night the wind was ferocious and I awoke to sounds like trees falling, and worried our beautiful old cypress trees were getting tired, but nothing ever fell
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While I was warming up my hands over my bunsen burner on break, I made an odd discovery that my left middle finger is longer than my right. It really dumbfounded me that I never noticed it before. I suppose jamming it twice in volleyball would stunt the growth. But, I felt so sad for my right middle finger
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Still a writer's block. Went to border's to use my gift card, it was weekend mayhem in there, brought home Astral Projection, The Simple Feeling of Being, & Numbers in the Dark. I've been religiously flipping through Food As Medicine & The Juiceman's Power of Juicing and have to figure out a good time to push my cart through Whole Foods. Billy is
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