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Blue Monday
It’s said the third Monday of the year is the saddest. Well I may be bewildered at the time passing, but I’m not sad. It’s February with its fake Hearts and chocolates I think is harder for people, whenJanuary slowly fades away in a haze if ice and snow. Yet to me, things are coming…
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Saturday night
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Artists
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Inner warmth
One month until St. Valentine’s Day. I feel hope even as the cold creeps into my fingers and toes, numbing, reminding me how glorious warmth is. I try not to whine, thinking of those who can’t get warm. Those with no home to go back to, no warm bed or bodies to snuggle. Those for…
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Monday the 13th
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Sunday memories
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Road at my back
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Humane society brownies
Pussycat pussycat where are you? Pitbull oh pitbull, you’re pretty cute too And the turtles and bunnies Are so very funny Can I have a kitty? Or a small little pup? I’ll volunteer to feed it Until it grows up I promise to love and walk them too Said every girl And their mommies too
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January 4th
My week off is almost over and I’m sad to see it go. (If I’m being honest with myself, I did work half of it but it’s such a change it’s feels like an entire week of relaxation.) I cooked, cleaned, snuggled the kids, and throughout it all felt there was so much more I…
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Anxiety