I just finished listening to the book and it upset me greatly. Before I start, allow me to say that yes, this book was written in a different time. But gee. So here’s the low down. The local preacher tells Tess’s dad that they are descended from a wealthy line of people. Tess’s branch hasContinue reading “Tess of the D’Urbervilles by Thomas Hardy: it’s all HER fault.”
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An empty love tank
I have discovered, I’m running on fumes. An empty love tank? It’s not all about gloom and dooms. So with myself, I need to be frank. ~ What would fill my empty tank? What traits do I seek from a romance? There are things I’ve learnt from past relationships I can take to the bank.Continue reading “An empty love tank”
Where are you?
Where are you? I just need you to listen. Where am I? Keep talking. I’ll follow your voice. Why? Don’t tell me what I want to hear but give me honest feed back. Where are you? Life holding you? Where am I? I’m not talking to hear the sound of my voice. Why? This isContinue reading “Where are you?”
My last weight loss journey; lunch time
I used to walk on my lunch break. It’s no fun walking by yourself. Now that the weather is getting cooler, I might start back. Maybe go to the dog park? I’d be burning gas to get there. Plus, how sad would Cheekie be if I went to the dog park without him? I couldContinue reading “My last weight loss journey; lunch time”
Winter Season
The next piece of writing that I’m going to share, I’ve called ‘Winter Season’. This is a poem from that work. Winter Season I sit here staring out the window lately, dreaming of tomorrows white blanket stately. Tomorrow, the day that never comes, but aches like a thorn under your thumb. That shining beaconContinue reading “Winter Season”
My last weight loss journey; maybe
I was a large baby. If memories serves me correctly, I weighed 10 pounds at birth. Pictures of me show a normal child up until I hit puberty. I’ve never been a normal weight since. The lowest I’ve been in my adult life, I could wear a size 12 jeans. My heaviest, I wore aContinue reading “My last weight loss journey; maybe”
What lies at your door..
I got your message from this phone number in March. My heart, it did not parch. I prayed. And I prayed. My emotions, it did not stray. This has been building since I was 10. Do you remember what happened then? I tried to tell you about ‘Cinderella Syndrome’. But it went over your dome.Continue reading “What lies at your door..”
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Found this pic on- line.
Down the rabbit hole
I stand on the edge. Knowing. Seeing, down the rabbit hole. ~ My emotions. My life. My current state of being, looking down the rabbit hole. ~ I know it’s dark. I know it’s dangerous. Damaging to my body and mind, inside the rabbit hole. ~ The darkness is deceiving. The darkness is inviting. AContinue reading “Down the rabbit hole”
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