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Fight for the moment of beauty
I don’t write often enough, but there are moments when the beauty of leaves is breathtaking, the silent waving of hands, the peacefulness of the silence, just pure meditation of waiting, listening to your own heartbeat. Reality is a journey, that each of must take in our own time and our own path. While we …
Cartoons: Why Teachers Drink
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RIP Sebastian
Sebastian, the little semi-feral cat with a spine problem, he came into my heart with a whoosh and an eww! He needed regularly bathing because of his spontaneous poop and pee but once we got that under control he was a lovable little guy, he absolutely loved been brushed out and knew exactly how to …
It’s a before e
Sssh working Curled up Pent up rage Explosion Woosh Pop goes the weasel ——– I realize I shouldn’t engage the weasel but when he says that I’m a disappointment who let’s people down. It utterly pisses me off. He’s a whiney weasel who is incredibly disrespectful and have this imagine of his head popping off …
scattered sapphires
the ghost writes translucent scatted sapphires within the elements surrounded by the beauty of nature’s music
Not a soul mention it
everyone at the table heard the comment, everyone at the table thought to themselves that it wasn’t right and yet not a soul mention it. Not a soul defended the person that was hurt by the comment, not a soul said something to the attention whore (an insecure person that is so emotionally unstable and …
through a looking glass
I can’t do it anymore, plans are made and I always feel like I’m the last to know, drop everything I’m doing and make an appearance and then I just sit there and say nothing for 3 hours because if I open my mouth, no one is really interested in what I have to say …
Squirty Roo RIP
My kitten Squirty Roo died yesterday, a sudden death, very unexpected. He had been having pain in his legs and had his normally little tude and I thought he was doing ok. He wasn’t eating all that great but he was finicky, I figured he was being his normal little spoiled self wanting my food …
write something
I thought combining all the various blogs would make it simpler to keep track and update various parts of me but its seems to be more confusing in the long run, in theory, things always look good on paper, in practice they don’t seem to always work out (then again, possibly it was the theme …