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 
Happy holidays, VJ!
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Happy Holidays to you as well VJ❤
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Happy Holidays to you and yours, VJ. 💗
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Wonderful
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Thanks Sadje
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Most welcome 🤗
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Best wishes VJ, for a celebration filled with family, friends and good food. May 2025 be a much better year for all! Warm hugs, Sarah
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Thank you Sarah. Same to you. Best for the New Year.
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Wonderful! 🙂 Merry Christmas to you and your family, VJ.
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