Tag: Writing
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Collusion
A few days ago, I thought that I had posted my last post on this blog. A bit of a negative post is this. Not intentional, but sometimes we have to be aware of the negatives to be able to focus more on the positives. I always like to feel good, or I always try…
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Natural Ways
Spudley sits high on her vantage point, guarding her territory and ready to pounce… While the rains continue to fall, with raindrops so heavy they certainly bounce…Even the ducks head for shelter beneath bushes and trees, to keep dry from the rain…And Spudley looks skyward, with a look that says “Wewwo, more of the same”…She…
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Size Matters
There was no way the settee would fit through the door. The delivery man was certain of it. There was absolutely no way that it would go in through the window, so he dismissed that idea immediately. He couldn’t believe that he had been given this job. The settee was a giant. A mammoth thing…
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Embrace
Arms wrapped tightly around me, the embrace was comforting; welcome. It’s been a while since I’ve been this close to anyone. I wanted the moment to last just a little longer… actually, forever! I wrapped my arms around a little tighter as well, I was holding on for all my life. My heart was beating…
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Remember that time I went to the future?
It’s catch-up time again, so a quick reminder of a post from last September (figuratively speaking) to fill a space where otherwise nothing would be. Not that there would be anything in the space if nothing was here, but in this vast (and now altered) Universe, there’s always something… I woke up this morning, and…
The Mansionic Perspective 