from the back to the middle and around again i’m gonna love you till the end one hundred percent pure love please don’t ask me why i know the lyrics (or perhaps the wrong lyrics), just read on. last night i got my biweekly email stating that my pay check has been deposited into my…
brought to you by the letter “r”
i sat down in an authentically ____________ restaurant and curiously reviewed the menu, truly uncertain of what i’d order because my exposure to this cuisine is limited. as my eyes glossed over the pages, the english major in me kicked into full force as i searched for something i’d connect with. and finally, there it…
dreams
last night i had a crazy dream that makes me think i have a boundary issue, a problem helping others recognize my personal space… perhaps the dream will continue. perhaps i’ll learn more. and, as always, there’s a good chance that my crazy dream was the result of a particular food combination or something of…
in french
i had a dream last night. don’t remember all its details but i do remember that i was speaking comfortably in french. it was smooth. seamless. quality french. i should move to quebec.
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Thanks Simon
funny how
i write private things in public spaces hoping the message will get across. like saying i miss you, making promises and who knows what else. but i really shouldn’t live in the world of “read my mind” or “read my blog” when i can speak. i do possess all that’s necessary to produce sound and articulate. but…
surprise
it’s sort of like getting embarrassed…it hardly ever happens but when it does it’s a good one. a couple days ago Justin walked through the door with these–no occasion, no wrong done, just a gift that reminds me that he’s so good for me and that this is good…