no luck charm. (moodle.)

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This week’s theme for Haylee’s Moodle Army is ‘lucky charm‘.

I used to think lucky charms were a real thing when I was a little girl. I had a rabbit’s foot and everything. [How horrible! A poor bunny’s severed foot is supposed to be good luck? Not for the rabbit…] But no matter. The powers-that-be have proven me wrong. There are no lucky charms to be had… except in the cereal aisle. [And I don’t want those. I’ll eat some of those less-than-healthy cereals, but not that one. Gross!] But what do I know? Maybe I just don’t get a lucky charm. Hm… is this one of those things where I’m supposed to believe it’s true and then it will be? Oh… bite me.

I thought about posting a blank space. But that seemed wrong. Instead, I drew something I find beautiful when I see the real thing… and it may or may not make wishes come true.



I encourage you to join the doodling fun.
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I know.


Not a word spoken
Just a feeling in my heart
And I know it’s you

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the best snow.


Snow gets a lot of hate. I get it. Messy driving, cold feet, wet socks, exhausting shoveling. Hell, I used to live in Maine. I know… it can be kind of a nightmare. But I love when we get the wetter snow… the kind that sticks to everything. It is beautiful.

I’m not much of a photographer, but when it looks like this, I take pictures anyway. So, of course, all pictures are my own.

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The falling petals
float from branches like snowflakes
that will never melt…

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why am I still holding on
when I know you’re forever gone?
I wish you were coming back
but shining light has turned to black
I’ve spent too long on this aimless train
time for me to accept the pain

but I cannot decide
if I would rather hide
watching you just to be near
or close my eyes and disappear

it hurts my heart to let you go
so I stay alone in your shadow
buried in my hopeless dreams
quiet outside while my inside screams
remembering what we used to be
wishing again to be you and me


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song of the day. #23 | valentine edition

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I had to post a song today. In fact, I had to post three songs. I could have posted a few more… but let’s not go overboard with the love. It is a deep and meaningful day. The sun is shining, it somehow feels warm despite the outside temp being 31°F, the air is fresh and invigorating, and everyone on earth is happy.

[I’ll be right back. I need to vomit. Here’s something to look at while I do so.]


I’m back.

I begin with my traditional v-day poem. This is the second v-day on which I’ve posted this. Yes, this is a tradition, dammit.


Now the songs…

I wouldn’t necessarily call myself a big fan of this first one. I don’t hate it… I don’t love it. But I heard it in the car this morning and I can’t get it out of my head. So you get to have it in your head, too. You’re welcome. 


[Love Stinks – J. Geils Band]
You love her
But she loves him
And he loves somebody else
You just can’t win
And so it goes
Till the day you die

song of the day

song of the day
wave short line

I lost this song for a long time but recently rediscovered it. John Mayer always sucks me in. [Yeah, I heard it, too.] I spent a few days last week immersing myself in everything he’s ever released. [Yikes. Yeah, I heard that one, too.] I love this song. Especially for today. (A live version because I love John live so much. [Yeah, yeah, I know.])


[Dreaming with a Broken Heart – John Mayer]
When you’re dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part
You roll out of bed and down on your knees
And for a moment, you can hardly breathe…

song of the day

song of the day
wave short line

I couldn’t live with myself if I didn’t include this one. It’s one of the greatest songs of all time. It’s perfect. Except I never got the chance to hear it live. Not like this… since Ian Curtis killed himself at 23. But let’s not focus on that. Just listen to it. Seriously… one of the best songs ever.


[Love Will Tear Us Apart – Joy Division]
When routine bites hard
And ambitions are low
And resentment rides high
But emotions won’t grow
And we’re changing our ways, taking different roads
Then love, love will tear us apart again
Love, love will tear us apart again

song of the day

song of the day


Obviously I am not the owner of any rights to these songs, videos, or lyrics… just everything else… which isn’t much… © 2017 what sandra thinks
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