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About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, sometimes blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.

only you. #poetry

Written in 1996. Just love me the way only you can love me. ©1996-2017 what sandra thinks

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good and bad.

How does one feel good and bad at the same time? I can’t figure it out. Either I’m doing well or I’m not. How can I be doing well and not doing well at the same time? I don’t know… … Continue reading

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old and untitled. #poetry

I found this poem in an old journal. I wrote it 21 years ago. (So, you know, when I was 8. Ahem. Stop laughing.) I cannot decide if it’s embarrassing or not. You tell me. Unless the answer is yes. … Continue reading

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song of the day. #32

The National have a new song… and it’s brilliant. I love it… “Is this The National? I like this…” — my son “This is The National?! It’s so much less mumbly and depressing than their other stuff. I like it!” — my … Continue reading

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fiction friday 64: back to you. part 10.

  back to you. part 10. [previous: part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7 | part 8 | part 9]

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together.

Will broken be repaired while I am still here to feel together? ©2017 what sandra thinks

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the latest.

For anyone following my messed-up-brain saga… (And if you’re not, please skip this post… I find it thoroughly embarrassing that I have all these fucking issues anyway.) I saw my NP today. The last time I saw her, she made … Continue reading

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bad day.

morning: today will be a good day something will go right everything won’t go wrong I will wake up to sunshine rain will wait until tomorrow evening: today was a bad day nothing went right everything went wrong I will … Continue reading

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