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Random Thoughts While I Make Biscuits

When you live your life out on social media, open and absolute, there comes a moment when people begin to take you for granted. They think that they know everything there is to know about you, and with that assumption […]

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(People)

People are infinitely strange. For every nice person I meet I seem to end up accidentally running into or talking to quite a few that are not worthy of attention. I have come to the conclusion that I am grateful […]

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Toast & Tolerance

There was a time I cared enough to question it, when they said that things would get better. Where is eventually’s address? And are we there yet? Are we there yet? Sitting tracing circles on the smoky windows of memory, […]

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Pain – A Look Back

Written on September 16th, 2003 – Based on a conversation with a friend (referred to in this post as ‘you’). I think my failing, my utter failing, is my tendency to feel as much as I can, whether it is […]

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“I can show you this” – A Love Poem

For my boyfriend: There are very few people in the world with whom I can be myself; I don’t have to be all those things I make myself be; Perfect, well-turned-out, mature, diplomatic, laid-back; I can show you raw. I […]

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Why I’m Thinking of Deleting My Post That Went Viral

It feels like a lost cause to me at this moment because, once again, I’ve checked in to WordPress to find that my sight stats are peaking oddly and that a lot of people are looking at my blog. I […]

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Life And Other Updates

I know, I know, I know. It’s been a long time since I last updated. I’m sorry. I’ve been busy with so much, and I’ve been dealing with a lot. I posted a while back about my health scare. It’s not cancer, […]

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First Kiss

My swing hangs on my mango tree, and you’ve spent the afternoon here with me; it’s been warm and we’ve got wine and we’ve barely moved. We’ve been talking of travel, you and I, we both know what it’s like […]

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If

If it was another quiver in your arrow; If it was networked into reason; If it was in every fibre of your being; If it was the dark circles around your eyes; If it was a question of your existence; […]

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I Run Alone

My boyfriend and I went for a run yesterday. I don’t know; I keep telling him I hate running with him, or exercising with him in any fashion. I know it’s a way for a lot of couples to connect, […]

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