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atlas.

the world is heavy resting on my shoulders and I long for the sweet relief of its weight crushing me to dust ©2017 what sandra thinks

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what… and why.

What is wrong with me? Why can’t I do this? I’m not completely in the dark on this. But there are things that I just don’t understand.

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song of the day. #18

Obviously, John wrote this for me. I’m not sure I need to say anything more… the song says it all. Too many shadows in my room Too many hours in this midnight Too many corners in my mind So much … Continue reading

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fiction friday 51: dessert first. (take 2)

I never posted a ‘fiction friday’ last week… so I’ve been feeling a bit guilty for that. I hate when I miss them. This was previously posted last February. I think it will be new to many of you… unless … Continue reading

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double tag.

I was recently tagged for the Mystery Blogger award by Lennon and Simon… two people I have the pleasure of calling my friends. Thank you both for thinking of me! I don’t usually do these things, but I ♥ my friends … Continue reading

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52 weeks of drawings. 1. (maybe)

I accidentally found a list a few days ago… ‘52 weeks of drawings.‘ I read through it and moved on. But it popped into my head later that day. Maybe it’s something I need. Something different. I’d been thinking of … Continue reading

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lower.

  Let go Please release me I am trying to climb Yet you insist on dragging me… Lower ©2017 what sandra thinks

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song of the day. #17 | nye edition

This hellish year that is 2016 will come to an end tonight. Oh, the date doesn’t matter. When the clock abandons 11:59… a huge change… a wave of relief… will not come. But still. The simple fact that my brain … Continue reading

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