Saturday we packed up the garage (with help). Dusty, dirty, and exhausting. Sunday we attended and then hosted a farewell party for our Ukrainian roommate, who is going back to Ukraine despite all our protests. Yes, two separate gatherings. Heart wrenching. This morning, we visited our new apartment building to get set up with a […]
Like an orphaned treeshivering in a coat of frost my soul wandersdreamless, alone a nobody, nowherein the pre-dawn chill. Beckoned by first lightbody twisting wakens Consciousness clingsto desolate slumber then, reluctantlyreality brings me home. (Image my own)
Bring it on!
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😊💕
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I wonder how that change will manifest!
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Hard to say, but all change is good, right?
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I wouldn’t say all change is good . . .
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It was tongue-in-cheek. 🙃
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Oops. 🙂
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Lol
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Yayy! That’s a good sign.
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It sure is! Thanks
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You are welcome.
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I can feel the power of this!
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Woohoo! Spread it around!
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Me too, V.J., me too. I love how you presented this. Is it layered over a photo or one of your paintings?
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Yes! Conveying the restlessness in both words and image. Thanks.
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You’re welcome. It was nicely done.
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Very inspiring
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Thank you, Sadje
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You’re welcome
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