Tag Archives: autobiographical

how I met their father. the final chapter.

Posted on 17 March 2016 by what sandra thinks

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how I met their father. part 6.

Posted on 17 February 2016 by what sandra thinks

the story of my love life: Part 1 – Fame | Part 2 – Sandra Goes Wild | Part 3 – Sandra Grows Up… and Down | Part 4 – Uncomfortably Numb | Part 5 – What Is Love? We’re kind of past the ‘how I met’ part of … Continue reading →

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how I met their father. part 5.

Posted on 8 February 2016 by what sandra thinks

the story of my love life: Part 1 – Fame | Part 2 – Sandra Goes Wild | Part 3 – Sandra Grows Up… and Down | Part 4 – Uncomfortably Numb We’re kind of past the ‘how I met’ part of the story… so consider this … Continue reading →

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mostly true story.

Posted on 17 January 2016 by what sandra thinks

Almost two months ago, I wrote a ‘story‘ prompted by the Writing 101 course I was enrolled in at the time. The prompt was to write a single day. I wrote this post called one day… from sleep to sleep. I’d … Continue reading →

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the gift of freedom.

Posted on 11 December 2015 by what sandra thinks

the gift of freedom. The reason she hated me never made sense. In her head, I committed some great offense. Her cruel, harsh words were a mystery at first. I only lived my life, chased my dreams, not hers. I … Continue reading →

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one day… from sleep to sleep.

Posted on 20 November 2015 by what sandra thinks

[Psst… This is not PG-rated…] Saturday. Early fall. In the 26th year of my life. I had to sleep. And recover. After dancing to my friend’s brother’s friend’s band the night before and trying the new drinks our bartender pal … Continue reading →