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After all the cleaning, painting, fixing, sorting, moving beds, the best part of your own space is to share it with your friends.
After all the cleaning, painting, fixing, sorting, moving beds, the best part of your own space is to share it with your friends.
I need to write more poems again.I miss the way my brain worked then.I also need to play more songs,design more websites, right more wrongs,find more clients, make more cash,do more with my craft-stuff stash,speak more Spanish, read more books,spend … Continued
Pleasantly surprised to findthat you turned out to be someonethat I could agree to disagree with,and that we could agree to disagree together.What are the chances thatthe tornado of life that camebetween childhood and nowwould pick us both up and … Continued
Would you rather have nice things or good days?Would you rather get along or get a raise?I look around and I’m always amazedhow our lives pass so fast. When they end the stuff stays.
There are no Seven Elevensin this vicinityand so to use our gift card,we have some friends to see.
People at church are nice enough.They shake your hand and such and such,they ask you, nicely, how you’ve beenand are so very thankful whenyou sign up to help with something.Plus sometimes there are cookies for munching.But if I were looking … Continued
How do you imagine heaven?A desert nomad imagines greenand water flowing all around.A relocated businessman imaginesa family reunion in a small town.And I imagine something likethe big kitchen in the hostel in Lisboa,where we’re all laughing and talking and cooking … Continued
A place to heat, a place to cool,a place for goose or greens or gruel,a place for kindness and for kin,a place to start each day againwith coffee from the coffeepot.A kitchen is a lovely spot.