Monthly Archives: August 2017

what sandra makes.

I’m a self-taught ‘graphic designer‘. I hesitate to use that title since I have no formal instruction… I don’t even come close to a professional… and I wing it with software I can afford. But I still do it… usually … Continue reading

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darkness and light. #poetry

I prefer the darkness over the light In the light I am darkness but in the darkness I am light   ©2017 what sandra thinks

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feels like monday.

The real Monday didn’t seem to exist this week. But today might as well be Monday. I missed my moody monday post. It’s not that I wasn’t moody… which is clear from yesterday’s post. That could have been a moody … Continue reading

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touch. #poetry #haiku

He makes my head spin with a smile and his sweet touch. Oh dear, I’ve melted.   ©2017 what sandra thinks

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disgust and anger.

I don’t know which is more appropriate at the moment. Both, I guess… I haven’t posted all weekend. I’ve been around… just not posting. First I thought maybe I had nothing to say but I’m not sure that’s true. I’ve … Continue reading

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fiction friday 71: back to you. part 17. #fiction

back to you. part 17. [previous: part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7 | part 8 | part 9 | part 10 | part 11 | part 12 | part 13 | part 14 | part 15 | part 16] Thanks … Continue reading

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fear of failure… and success.

I have a fear of failure. That’s no surprise. But I also have a fear of success. And that’s messed up. These fears… both of them… are spitting all over my life. Finding a job… I’m afraid I’ll never find … Continue reading

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the cloud dream. #poetry

I’m waiting for the wind to lift me from the ground, carry me toward the clouds, free me from everything holding me prisoner. And when I return it will all feel lighter… And though it will remain, I know it … Continue reading

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