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    Mood: The Usual

    10:17 (and she never gives them proper burials.) flowers, polka-dotted with bits of green, rot in a blue ball jar; its waist-tied ribbons, curled with morning dew, unfurl now like fronds in river ferns.





    ...Created 2017-08-12 10:13:12

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    Mood: The Usual

    10:17 (and she never gives them proper burials.) flowers, polka-dotted with bits of green, rot in a blue ball jar. ribbons tied around the waste, curl in morning dew.

    ...Created 2017-08-12 09:30:06

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    Mood: The Usual

    10:09 and he asks: what's strange?

    i think: hmmmm. what is strange? everything?

    i figured out at some point, he meant what's up.

    doh.

    i still call the dump trunk a lorry. i don't call a-tee's vests. every now and again i find myself calling sneakers trainers. and when he says he needs bacon, he means pork loin.

    i miss his cooking. my favorite a la joseph: an our bacon sammy. yum. he fries bacon, then does up mushrooms and onions in the fat with a bit of gravy master. bacon, mushrooms and onions are put down hot on a fresh piece of good bread. best ever. all the flavors melt into the bread. juices drip all over your fingers. heaven, that.

    i miss that man something fierce. yup. do i ever.

    i got my passport. officially the worst photo EVER! hahaha.

    anyway, he speaks a language that i don't understand, but do.

    ...Created 2017-08-03 10:03:36

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    Mood: The Usual

    5:34 and he's home.

    (insert sad but happy face here.)

    ...Created 2017-07-27 16:35:37

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    Mood: The Usual

    9:11 and he's going home.

    weird. it's bittersweet in a way.

    once he is there at least, we can finally make plans. doesn't make my heart hurt less though.

    knowing I won't physically see him for a bit kills me inside. but soon enough we will be together. soon enough.

    i think if i cried, i wouldn't stop.

    ...Created 2017-07-25 08:14:43

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    Mood: The Usual

    4:37 and my feet actually got wet twice over the last four days. there were enough clouds to make pictures in the sky. sun? well sun was less than cooperative but i still managed to get a slice here and there.

    i have been watercoloring a river scene. it keeps changing everytime i try to finish it. i need to learn to just put the brush down. ah well, learning curves and such.

    anyway, have at it as i always say....it's all ya gots.

    ...Created 2017-07-05 03:50:32

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    Mood: The Usual

    2:25 and this 4th of july morning was spent visiting my husband in an immigration detention center. just waiting for him to be deported back home.

    i gotta say i have learned a lot about my government in the last year. i have also learned a lot about my countrymen. honestly, i think we are headed down a dark road and that makes me sad.

    i will never give up my citizenship but the way i feel these days....they can kiss my tax paying ass buh-bye. i will never live here, in the country that was mine, again. i go where my husband goes.

    col didn't want to talk about me leaving on sunday. she didn't want to cry. i didn't either. i just told her that joseph and i weren't supposed to stay. too, it was time to embrace the gypsy in me. she has been waiting a long time. a very long time indeed.


    ...Created 2017-07-04 13:41:10

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    Mood: The Usual

    6:56 and my last 4th of july where it means something.

    ha.

    kinda bitter sweet, that.

    we'll see how the jersey girl fares in the lands of the ancestors. a going home of sorts.

    ...Created 2017-07-03 18:04:10

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    Mood: The Usual

    8:51 and a first day of summer.

    hmmmmmmm.

    i've had better. suppose too, i've had worse.

    the river has been running high and muddy. boat isn't in. and my toes haven't gotten wet yet.

    my garden looks good but somewhere i lost interest.

    stress is a killer. of this i am sure.

    ...Created 2017-06-21 08:22:41

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    Mood: The Usual

    1:10 and seems i have taken up painting again.

    keepsakes to take on my journey home.

    ...Created 2017-06-16 12:11:13

    Be kind, take a few minutes to review the hard work of others <3
    It means a lot to them, as it does to you.

    Cover written by saartha
    Supernatural Cowboy Sleuth (7) written by endlessgame23
    AI written by poetotoe
    untitled written by ShyOne
    Primitive Lapse written by Crestfallenman
    More then just goodbye written by faideddarkness
    Once Again written by krs3332003
    Your Lover written by Cordell
    Are not cheap (working title) written by rev.jpfadeproof
    Love written by saartha
    Fasade written by jackz
    The Azores written by poetotoe
    Physician, Heal Thyself written by WriteSomething
    4th Season of Vivaldi written by HisNameIsNoMore
    Carry written by saartha
    Etiquette written by saartha
    Brigit written by endlessgame23
    102.3 written by rev.jpfadeproof
    Bee Keeper written by endlessgame23
    The Severed Head written by HisNameIsNoMore
    Red Barn written by rev.jpfadeproof
    Devils in the Details written by endlessgame23
    Or are we written in the sand? written by Chelebel
    Supernatural Cowboy Sleuth (final) written by endlessgame23
    Whiteout written by layDsayD
    Sleep Talk written by Queen_of_spades
    What happens written by Wolfwatching
    Every..... written by jackz
    Blood Stains Are The Worst written by ForgottenGraves
    Supernatural Cowboy Sleuth (4) written by endlessgame23

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