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My Crazy Life: October 2007
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This is where I can be totally crazy and express myself.I can say whatever. Thursday, October 25, 2007. To me this is one of the scariest words. Once you have been burned a few times, this is very hard to do. Someone looks at you and asks you to rely on them. Trust them. Trust must be earned, the same way respect is. I have a hard time trusting people. There comes a time though, when a person in your life wants you to trust them. They want to earn it. To trust or not to trust.that is the question. Things...
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My Crazy Life: June 2007
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This is where I can be totally crazy and express myself.I can say whatever. Tuesday, June 26, 2007. I got to meet my granddaughter today. She is tiny.she has perfect toes and slate eyes.she was dressed in a lil pink dress and her dark hair has a little bow. She furrows her brow, and smiles, she holds your gaze, like she is trying to understand. I felt mixed emotions getting to see and hold her today. I held her and breathed in her baby sweetness, I drank in the coos and the smiles. Links to this post.
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My Crazy Life: December 2007
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This is where I can be totally crazy and express myself.I can say whatever. Monday, December 31, 2007. I want to first wish all of you a great new year. There are so many that have expressed that this past year was rough. My wish for all of you is that 2008 brings normality, smiles, laughter, and some tears to keep it real. I hope that for another year, I get to share the lives and thoughts of all my blogger family. May everyone be safe tonight and have a great New Years! Links to this post. A Poets Corn...
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My Crazy Life: September 2007
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This is where I can be totally crazy and express myself.I can say whatever. Wednesday, September 26, 2007. I have good news! I should have internet in a day or so. Apparently I live in an area that is difficult to get high speed, but I am very persistant. And my persistance paid off. So, give me a day or two and I will driving all my blogger buddies crazy. Links to this post. Monday, September 17, 2007. I am alive and well, the move went as smoothe as a move can be expected to go. MISSS ALL of you!
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My Crazy Life: July 2007
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This is where I can be totally crazy and express myself.I can say whatever. Tuesday, July 31, 2007. Ever have those days? You wake up.you are in a great mood. You get ready, and head off to work, and all feels right in the world. You get to work and in a matter of 2.5 seconds that wonderful feeling changes to one of dour and sour. Yep that seems to continue to happen. I love when a manager starts a group meeting with, "now I don't want to have to write any of you up, but I will if I have to! My day start...
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8 Mile Love Graffiti: October 2010
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Friday, October 29, 2010. She screams at her nosferatu. On the threshold of her house. Every night the ritual. She throws a liquor bottle. It shatters to diamonds and mash. In front of his car door. Screeching to departure on cue. I’ve seen her throw herself. On the rusting hood of his car. Or smack his side window. With her open hand. She has broken glass before. As easily as she's broken herself. And for the ground that she gained. She just as easily gave in. To the monster near dawn. It was a long walk.
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8 Mile Love Graffiti: March 2011
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Thursday, March 17, 2011. Green river most holy. I wade my bare feet. Into your purifying flow. Away from noise and smoke. Where your voice is wind. A laugh I've died to hear. But I ask you;. If my mortal sins. By your cold blood. To the mother ocean. And beg your forgiveness. For listening to your voice. Instead of your words. On this matter of souls. As they walk on by. Labels are no alternative to understanding: Love. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Death of a friend. What do you...
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8 Mile Love Graffiti: Flotsam and Jetsam
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Monday, October 25, 2010. It was a long walk. Her thoughts all over the map,. The bus schedule lit by. The traffic crossing town,. Right through the door. Quickly to the neon lit bar. Where he'd just finished. One, two, was working. On a third vodka straight. Poked him in the ribs. Let him know she was. And the fires in Detroit. Burned early that night. And the planets aligned. To the world of man. And Lazarus rose from. And the bomb dropped-. Millions more were born. With a million more bombs. There are...
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8 Mile Love Graffiti: June 2011
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Thursday, June 2, 2011. Wormwood (Another Ode to Bukowski, the 2nd such.). Dead by the streetlight. Off the desert floor. A hooker is dodging cars. While living in the midnights. Really, it can't be that easy. Dead by the TV tray:. Half a pop tart. The future is in the now,. And turns out it's nothing. Taste the gasoline mai tai;. Dead by the bedside:. Gives me a twitch. Dead by the hand that. And rubs my belly. Labels are no alternative to understanding: Bukowski. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Today, the ...
