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At the cabin…

  Why are you so nice to me? He was back in the kitchen, preparing some coffee but she knew he could hear her. The night before, when she had texted to say she could use some company, he had driven to her place in no time, and insisted on bringing her to the cabin…… Continue reading At the cabin…

Blogging · Me myself and I · poetry · Thoughts

To you… From me.

  As I stand here, Sending my sun To you. I hope, Oh Lord, I hope… I do! Tying a secret Wish, tight To my wrist. Confident that Life will one day Take a twist… Until then, may This day Be filled With kind-hearted Attentions and Cheap thrills. Smiles, Good times And giggles galore… Little…… Continue reading To you… From me.

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Walking in San Francisco… (September 20th FFF)

I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date the year before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I decided to participate… So…… Continue reading Walking in San Francisco… (September 20th FFF)

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Friendship – Word of the Day Challenge

Today’s Word of the Day is Friendship. If you want to participate, create a pingback to link your post. Not sure how to do that? See how to create pingbacks here. Please note that for the prompts that I publish, the comment box will now remain open for people who experience trouble with pingbacks. […] via… Continue reading Friendship – Word of the Day Challenge

Blogging · Me myself and I · Thoughts

Memories…

I don’t talk often about severe depression. Not because I am ashamed of it, but because I fought so hard no to let it define me, that I prefer not to mention it, unless I feel it can be of any help for someone else. My years struggling with depression are a bit blurry now.…… Continue reading Memories…

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The woodpecker…

  And the woodpecker pecked as woodpeckers do. Peck peck peck on the branches and the tree bark too. I wanted the woodpecker to fly far and away. Not that I don’t like its kind quite the opposite I would say! But I knew woodpeckers’ wings were just short of a plane… So I tied…… Continue reading The woodpecker…