When I had a mothermy hair would cascadein curls of auburn perfectiona red velvet bow to accentuate the wave And I’d wear my bestnewly sewn frockwith lace at the neckand fishnet stockingsand patent Mary Janes And the girls giggling with delightwould skip hand-in-handto the school promand the boys shyly perchedagainst the back wall would wonderhow […]
Isolated and incapacitatedI am prohibited from partakingof the influx of information incessantly presented consequently cut offfrom prescribed expectationsdictating costuming and culture external expressions of acceptanceare sorely missing, suggestingan overall lack of self-worth. Interestingly inverse to such conclusionsis the sudden contentment that arisesfrom escaping the mayhem Internal relief overrides dictated performancesurrendering willingly to intrinsic motivationand renewed […]
One Woman's Quest II 
I echo your thoughts.
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So nice to have you here …thanks.
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Oh, thank you so much for that 🙂
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Love your little girl VJ. Ah youth!!!
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To have that energy again!
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Great choices! I wonder how that first one works?
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The water spout?
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I only see the water, but not where it is coming from!
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It’s coming from the eavestrough – oh, that would make it interesting.
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😀
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I’ve always admired those who flow freely and stick to their dreams! I especially like the first photo! It is more like the frenetic flow of my life!!lol
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Mine too at the moment, lol
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