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“I’m pretty much fuc–d.
That’s my considered opinion.
Fuc–d. Six days into what should be the greatest month of my life, and it’s turned into a nightmare.
I don’t even know who’ll read this. I guess someone will find it eventually. Maybe a hundred years from now.”
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There’s nothing more intriguing than opening a book, reading the first page and thinking, I have to read this!
The woods waited for her, everyday she passed the ancient sickly trunks, she felt the wind still with their bated breath. It was just another day, like all the others in her miserable life, but each Friday of the week she didn’t just pass, she entered these woods. There was nothing remarkable about Friday except the remembrance was especially poignant.
The largest limb was now bending low and scarred with the rope he used. Her fingers traced the indentation of the twisted hemp that he used to end his life. If only she knew, but there was nothing she could do. She was only eight years old with no strength of mind or body to prevent her father’s death.
Is it just a coincidence that your face brings my smile
Or your words make my heart sing
Or your voice makes me laugh
Or your humor makes me feel comforted
Is it just a coincidence that you bring the word love to my lips?
https://fivedotoh.com/2019/09/27/fandangos-friday-flashback-september-27/#like-35893
Stop complaining , you all have to do it!
But I hate it!
You think it’s easy being a woman and going in for my checks? Buck up, brother!
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The “Free Prostate Exams – Today Only” line inches up, one man at a time.
Hiding here, recuperating
Turn off that light! It’s irritating
Can’t you see I’m just sitting, resting
Conserving energy to divest in
A search for some thing to savor
As I’m aging it’s no favor
Flying about with ancient wings
‘Twas easier in the day of kings
Morsels flung hither and yon
Easy to see and land upon
Now it’s just that my eyes are too dim
Go away, entertain some other whim.
https://scvincent.com/2019/09/26/thursday-photo-prompt-harbinger-writephoto/
I seem to be favoring music today, and Paul Simon says it so well.
https://dailyaddictions542855004.wordpress.com/2019/09/27/daily-addictions-bus/#like-442
A paradox of virtues
Often repeated
What does it mean, as I am seated
Laundry washing, house cleaned
A paradox, does it mean
The virtue lies before me seen
I should be proud to see the gleam?
A “truth” – a woman’s work is never done
And a man works from sun to sun?
A quandary here, you might say
Positions vary in this day
Both roles may reverse in ways
Does virtue lie in accomplishment
Even if it seems a punishment
Possibly the paradox is this
Does not matter mister or miss
A job well done promotes bliss.
https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2019/09/26/reenas-exploration-challenge-106/
I was thinking of this song this morning and wondered what happened to them. Then sadly, found this:
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Now the song is more melancholy than ever. 😥
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