Tag Archives: writing

the cards.

Although it is, in fact, 2016, I still mail holiday cards every year. I design them, I print them, I send them to people I haven’t seen or spoken to in years. And I send them to family (some of … Continue reading

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from you.

tell me I’m beautiful make me believe it’s true show me what you see inside me the sweetness and the good I want to hear whispers to me from you ©2016 what sandra thinks

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struggle.

I seem to be in a place of abundant emptiness. Yes, I do see the contradiction. I have thoughts running around inside my head… some I’ve made notes of… some I cannot understand. And through all of this, I have … Continue reading

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love across the ocean. (take 2)

I’ve been preoccupied and busy. I finally have many new bits of writing inspiration… but now that I do, I have no time to write. I was thinking about this post the other day… and since I haven’t had a … Continue reading

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art: the prints. #2

I have tons of photos I took when I was in Europe for that magical semester. When I returned to school back here in the States, I used a few of them as inspiration for some pieces… like this one. … Continue reading

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song of the day. #15

In keeping with my level of Christmas spirit (pretty much none), I’ve decided to post another holiday treat. This may be my favorite song I’ve heard all week. As the world continues to fall apart around me, I find myself … Continue reading

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in tech news…

My phone died last night. I swear, it is a fucking tragedy. A nightmare. I can’t be without it. Damn, my son’s activities change so often that I never know when he’ll text me with a new time to pick … Continue reading

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away from here.

They told me you were dangerous but I was never a careful girl. I adored your devilish smile and your mischievous stare. You knew in an instant I was powerless. I was yours to take. Yours to have. I let … Continue reading

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