Revenge… The hunger for revenge is something absolutely innate, I think. I don’t think we learn to want to get back at people who hurt us. It is natural. Injure any animal, and it’ll want to bite back. If anything, I think we learn not to crave revenge. Not all of us. Some stay comfortably…… Continue reading Better served…
Hello Lovelies, This will be short. (I know, I know… I always say that, and it’s never really short in the end… But this time, it will be!) Seventh of an eight days stretch at work, and we received some exciting news, just this afternoon. One of my (fewer and fewer) co-workers will go…… Continue reading Merci, merci, merci!!
I’m still working on my comment-replying, and scrolling around posts here and there… And I had no intention whatsoever to post again today. But Trina told me to do it. Trina reblogs a lot of posts. She writes about her life, and her ups and downs, but she shares a lot of posts on…… Continue reading I wasn’t going to, but…
Good evening Lovelies, Just a short note, not that I feel it is necessary. But since I am pretty quiet, I wanted to let those who could be wondering (thank you for the concern, if you did), know that I am doing ok. I am just still caught in real life’s tribulations. I’m not…… Continue reading So, what’s up?
After deserting me in the throes of cathexis, don’t you dare wonder why even my shadow is now so blurry and so vague… Via today’s Daily Prompt: Vague
Who, really? And who cares? People play games, or pretend to be so very absolutely transparent… As if. We all have our secret garden. More or less. We lay out what we choose to, giving our memories, our pain, our fantasies, our dreams. We share, we take from others, get inspired, envious, frustrated. We…… Continue reading Who am I?
Oh what a day… But days are just that, days. Days come, days go. I’ll get back at your pending messages tomorrow. Sorry for today. .
Une tendre patience a toujours le dessus sur l’épuisante colère. Je ne réponds pas à la rage par la rage. Mon coeur ne connait pas la violence. Il sait souffrir, mais même quand la tentation est grande, le courroux n’est jamais la solution. Aimer au sens le plus large du terme, c’est s’exposer…… Continue reading Micro poésie du vendredi…
Spring sings out your name, Happy birthday my dear friend! This day is all yours… This is my take on Chevrefeuille’s Haïku challenge, and to wish him a very happy birthday today!! I also want to dedicate it to Carol Anne whose birthday I missed yesterday… I’m sending both of you warm hugs and the…… Continue reading Birthday haïku…
We are writers, creators, we express ourselves openly. We are all different, yet we connect in a very special way. Like Anonymous, we are legion. We are bloggers. And being bloggers, I guess it is just natural that we enjoy talking about blogging. Painters probably like discussing colors, brushes and influences… We blog, and we…… Continue reading Between bloggers…
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