i miss the old format.
maybe i've lost it.
blog wars.
oh, bring it!
hah.
i love you!
even if all you will say is thank you.
morning secrets.
always great.
day of writing and work.
and potomac scenes.
and people whirling around.
i just want to bake cookies.
and leave them in the quiet room.
with a note that says 'enjoy'
i may just do such thing.
oh crap there is a lot to do today.
i've just remembered it.
wheres my phone?
oh, im talking on it.
early mornings.
that's not a great sign.
shoes with bows.
last good day.
that i can remember.
bagel and coffee.
delicious fudge.
cut away.
90s tunes.
they brighten my day.
choose your direction.
and stick to it.
maybe i should do that.
aching wrists.
dark reflection.
i miss the days.
of thick black velvet.
and leopard prints.
and saddle pants.
and jellies.
and everything else.
i've traded it all in.
for something hopefully.
more appropriate.
i live in this space now.
its my corner.
of the world.
ive paid a hefty price for it.
but it was all worth it.
professor from hell.
ugh.
your still on my mind.
i better get to.
and by the way,
they speak a lot of languages in the scandinavia region.
wiki-enlightenment.
how fun.
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