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Scattered
Our brains are like computers. This morning mine doesn’t want to boot up. Too many programs trying to load simultaneously. My thoughts jumping from one thing to another. Events in Missouri, events in Iraq, the argument over the name of… Continue reading
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Naming names
We all have heard or read the story, clothes make the man. There is some truth in that. Now whether it has a long term effect or not is questionable to me. It seems we grow accustomed to things fairly… Continue reading
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Understanding the mood
I awoke this morning to find myself in a contemplative mood. Perhaps it was caused by listening to the rain. Maybe it has something to do with yesterdays postings on Facebook. Who knows what brings these moods on ? I… Continue reading
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Know what I mean
One of the most irritating things in life, to me, is the inability to adequately express a thought or concept that I have. To have another understand just what it is I am trying to say. When I fail to… Continue reading
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Another anecdote
When my eldest brother was dating he brought a young lady home to meet Mom and Dad. This was a custom back in the old days, you know before you could check their profile on Facebook or read their twitter… Continue reading
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A reason for leaving
Childhood memories live there, alongside my ancestors that lie in their graves. I need only close my eyes to travel there. The truth is, I am never gone from the place I call home, and it will always be so.… Continue reading
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Edited
From Wikipedia : Editing, the process of correcting or revising text,images or sound. to prepare for publishing. This word has… Continue reading
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Being Anxious
At various points in our lives we wish for different things. When we are little we wish for candy and toys. After a bit ,we want to grow up. Then we want to graduate from high school, go to college… Continue reading
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Understanding
There are times when reading the postings of others that I am taken aback. I am struck by their frustration,anger and despair. I sense this in their words. I feel empathy towards them, yet say nothing. I wouldn’t want to… Continue reading
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Living past the music
It happens to each generation and it has happened to mine. To be more precise I should have said, it happens to every individual at different times but every generation. There comes a point where their genre of music, or… Continue reading