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pushing clouds.

Pushing clouds away… You have mastered the weather …just to give me sun. ©2017 what sandra thinks

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song of the day. #20

Maybe I’m wallowing. But I haven’t been completely miserable. But I do have too many things weighing on me right now. More than I’ve posted. (You’re welcome.) I’ve had moments of inexplicable breakdown… yet moments of genuine laughter. I know … Continue reading

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don’t lie to me.

What’s the point? What good could possibly come from a lie? I understand omission. Some things are better left unsaid. BUT If I ask you a question… point blank… even if you think I might be better off not knowing … Continue reading

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fiction friday 52: tell me. (take 2)

A little piece of a little piece posted last April. Taken from a longer story I originally wrote in 2002. 

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boring.

Earlier today, as I read through my ‘52 weeks of drawings‘ list, I was bored. Too many of the weeks are just so… boring. I’m not sure why I think this now but didn’t when I started. Maybe it’s my … Continue reading

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one thousand.

A thousand miles from you Even the clouds are blue A thousand hours since My lips last had your kiss A thousand ways to cry Since we said goodbye A thousand dreams of when I am in your arms again … Continue reading

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the doctor is in.

No… not that kind of doctor. No… not that kind either. In two days, my son is going to be 12… and after 11 birthdays, we’re running out of themes. Batman, The Avengers, Star Wars, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, The … Continue reading

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it’s just me.

I have certain characteristics… and a very particular set of skills…  No, seriously. Specific traits and abilities come to mind when I think of myself… and I imagine when others think of me, too. (Assuming anyone other than ‘me’ ever … Continue reading

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