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Step right up, come on in
If you'd like to take the grand tour
Of a lonely house that once was home sweet home
I have nothing here to sell you
Just some things that I will tell you
Some things I know will chill you to the bone
There's no way of making grief feel good, but the best way to...
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The other day My Muse told me he noticed I have sent him almost 1,000 emails in the course of our friendship. Now I find myself censoring myself before sending him emails. I told him I was going to start keeping a notebook, instead.
Katherine, Sam and I are about to go out to the River to hold...
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Thanks for the kind words and understanding. Today I got up, out of bed, washed my face, put on some lotion, then had the intense desire to just go back to bed. So I did. Igby doesn't mind, he's just been curling up with me day after day. I took a shower and even got...
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I used to consider that day a lucky day, until this last Friday.
The day started out fine other than realizing my checking account was very low and my roommate still has not paid his rent. Then I went to Smart & Final to pick up some juice, soda, and water for a workshop for...
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I wrote this late last night and got distracted and somehow, it never got posted. Better late, than never.
I have some other better lates than nevers to post, too, today. And for now, here you are.
It is almost Thursday. Less than 45 minutes now.
And then, it will...
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There have been two times in my life that I have fallen to my knees in grief.
Once was after my daughter, Marlena, died. I am trying to recall – it must have been a little less than a month later, when some of the initial numbness was wearing off. I remember I walked from the...
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