So I may be getting somewhere. I do feel a little choked up about chickening out at the parent coffee of the special needs camp, but in the past this would have led to despair, whereas now I simply chalk it up as fodder for a bluesy guitar solo or something. Life leads to emotions which leads to art. I can live with that.

I get the feeling they are going to blame me since we are not going. I feel so completely selfish now. We are getting ready to go to my MILs funeral and I am literally in tears. I am crying because I am so fucking terrified of going. I have gained quite a bit of weight over the last year and a half.

My journey to a new life. Roller skates, rolled through the grass. The Way of the Warrior. 8220;Stop acting so small. You are the universe in ecstatic motion. Yell your truth into the Here Now. It is a short ride on an exciting roller coaster. Sit in the first car with your arms over your head grasping the stars.

I finished my latest handyman project today. The Formica had some of the same colors as the tiles. Since the tub is very light blue, we stayed with similar tones. This billboard is all over our part of Florida. My wife thought it was for a hair restoration clinic for men. At the bottom of the staircase are these decorative half-circles on eac.

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I fear I may have become a curmudgeon or something akin to it. It appears that this post somehow made it to published status before I was done with it.

Last December I found a pattern for a Beaded Elastic Caterpillar Bracelet on 3dbeading. com that I wanted to try. Of it The embellishments over the larger beads reminded me of the Hugs and Kisses Beaded Bracelet.

This is how I see things. 8220;Hey, could you hold this for me for a while. A space marked in time for something to happen or become more. Hold the space for what comes next. What is that one final thing that breaks so the emotions come OUT? .

I asked the universe in my dream word. No answer came except the conscious passing of pavement. An insistent buzz interrupted me. What? I could feel the frown forming, the confusion, the being pulled from dream to a buzzing phone. In a daze I reached for my phone and groggily answered without seeing who the caller was. Yes, hello? My voice croaked from early morning dryness. Tea and Sleep and Tiny Obsessions.