Extraction.
It's for the best, for everyone involved.
The old familiar "me" can reside more comfortably in my skin.
No more heartache. No more sorrow.
At least for now.
All that reflection in the last post.
A little meaningless now, but not completely.
Self examination always has value.
I still need to decide and overcome.
Or decide to overcome.
Whatever.
It's Friday, it's Summer Solstice, and it's beautiful outside.
I just want to enjoy life today.
No more heartache. No more sorrow.
At least for now.
Searching for a note, pure and easy
Playing so free, like a breath rippling by
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Hi there sunshine.
You can always pull stuff of my blog and use it for whatever you want.
No more heartache. No more sorrow.
Have a good weekend.
(I look forward to reading your answers)
ps. Quacking sinus' result from a head cold.
You blow your nose and when you stop, your cheeksbones either go "Weeeeeeeeee" or "quack."
At least mine do when I'm good and stuffed up.
Here's how I sounded on Friday.
"Heddo Addrea. By head is all stubbed up."
Hiya Andrea, I hope you had a great summer solstice.
Thanks for your lovely words on my blog.
Yeah it sucks big time. I'm glad I found out sooner rather than later. The cheek of some people.
You live and learn I guess.
Thanks again sweetie.
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