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 […]
It’s like reading a private journal entry, how lovely.
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Thanks Paul.
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Pleasure VJ
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I, too, am an unashamed fan of pink!
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Yahoo!
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😀
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I know what you mean about pink as a child. Never my choice, as it usually meant something fancy or something that would slow me down. Also it was my sister’s typical choice (there’s a big reason right there LOL)
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Lol. Thanks.
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well done V.J. 🙂
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Great phrase: contours of pink
Acquired a new coffee mug for the Airstream that Gary will easily recognize as “hers”.
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hahaha – how are the travels going? Summer has definitely arrived here with hot, hot, hot. Thanks, Jazz.
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Lovely!
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Thank you!
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