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break.

Your tears break my heart. Don’t you know my only dream is to see you smile? ©2017 what sandra thinks

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song of the day. #27

It’s a song about wild nights out in the city. But… also about having someone still standing next to you when the craziness is over… number one… someone who’s your ‘home’. (Hmm… that plays nicely into this. And I didn’t … Continue reading

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door to door.

Don’t come to my door.  I was making dinner tonight with a little fresh air wafting in through the screen door. It wasn’t particularly warm, but the light breeze was refreshing. The ringing doorbell was not. Especially since it was … Continue reading

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fiction fri… tuesday 59: back to you. part 5.

Well… I did it. I moved ‘fiction friday’. And I reserve the right to move it again… if I decide Wednesday is better. As you can see, I didn’t really think of a new name. I guess, for now anyway, … Continue reading

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it hurts.

Sunday morning, I woke up in pain. I don’t know the cause but I spent yesterday with horrible back pain second only to labor. I could barely move. It hurt to breathe. And it hurt to cry but it the … Continue reading

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fake names.

Why are fake names a huge struggle for me? I have spent countless hours scouring the internet for names. For characters, yes, but also for fictional places. I don’t always want to tie a story to a specific place, so … Continue reading

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fiction friday 58: back to you. part 4.

I’ve been thinking about moving ‘fiction friday’ to a new day… (and no longer calling it ‘fiction friday’, I suppose). But in the meantime… the story continues…  back to you. part 4. [previous: part 1 | part 2 | part 3]

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not deep thoughts.

Seriously. These thoughts are not deep. I think I just needed to empty my head… It was fucking hot today. When I looked outside, I expected to see Satan out there having a fucking picnic. My car temp said it … Continue reading

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