IfI wereto writeevery dayfor onehundred days,would my soulbe purged ofthis malaise;is it a thingto be dredged,dragged up –twistedand tiedlike tatteredbed sheetsknottedtogether;is therea remedyfor thisscourge;or is thisan inherentrestlessness,a fiery bluespark of eternalangst ignitingpassion – a callto write? (Originally posted February, 2017. Image my own)
Expectations artificialliving in an urban junglelonging for nature’s calm – time moves too swiftlybarely registerlet alone participate We are guests in our ownexpectation’s dysfunctionlicensed for depression a smorgasbord for abuseintentions mislaid,disappointment unavoidable The ego pretends to be openbut she’s an actress off cueplaying out a sentence – condemned to basicspraying to escapethis dystopian malfunction. (Image […]
One Woman's Quest II 
The first photo made me smile VJ! I like your selfie too! 🙂
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Thanks 😊
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What cool photos! I love the selfie photo!
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That first one made me laugh! I adore your selfie, such a cozy composition!
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Thanks 😊
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My pleasure!
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I adore the sign. If I ever have alcohol again, it would be a margarita. 😀 😀
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Lol. Not sure what I would have. Still crave the odd glass of wine.
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I wouldn’t do wine. I’ve never liked it 😀 😀
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Lol.
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These are really great and unique! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks Deborah
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VJ, sounds like an Irish coffee, Mexican style. Keith
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Lol.
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You have a great range of photos here: from funny to clever to dreamy!
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Thanks. At first I didn’t think I had any. Was glad to find these three.
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