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It is here on WordPress and is called Until Tomorrow, Then. Thanks for your encouragement, input, and friendship while I had this blog! Posted in About The Blog.

In small towns people scent the wind with noses of uncommon keenness. The seasons are much further advanced there, and the leaves on some of the trees have begun to give up their green and embrace, instead, the new and vibrant colors of the fall. Have I ever told you, reader, of my affinity for leaves? .

Why Did I Wait So Long To Read You? What a book. At the time that Carl. Was hosting a Mistborn group-read, my book was still travelling all over the world, desperate to get to me. Oh, Universe, why? Book take so long to arrive? And then, when it did, of course it was perfectly timed with my mid-terms.

It is a beautiful evening. I sit outside on my deck, watching the sky change colours as the sun sinks, and awaiting the appearance of the first star. Call me sentimental, but I wish upon it whenever I see it! I love musicals. What kind of segue is that, you ask? Well, think about it. I love musicals, and I love. What do you do? .

If you have a moment. A Violinist in the Metro. A man sat at a metro station in Washington DC and started to play the violin; it was a cold January morning. He played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time, since it was rush hour, it was calculated that thousand of people went through the station, most of them on their way to work. In the 45 minutes the musician played, only 6 people stopped and s.

New Year Resolutions Check In. When I decided on my New Year Resolutions. I decided to post them online so that I would be more motivated, if only by the shame of public failure, to keep them.

Living on the side line. Half a spoon of life. Every where I see, there are stories waiting to be told. Not every story is book worthy, but each one deserves to be seen, shared, narrated or may be just Heard.

Giving Life a Meaning! I Cannot Hate; Be Yourself. In fact, maybe I just cannot hate. I am more concerned about why than what . I love it when people appreciate me, understand me and allow me to be myself.