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Irish Soup
Notes - Rambling - Poems - Short Stories - Artwork
Don't think ill of crazy people - you may be one of them.
You make a perfectly rational decision that turns out to be dumber than dirt, no way around it.
I woke this morning to a sad world, what are the odds that I laughed out loud. I try to decide what letters to keep as I try to down size my life to 6 cubic feet. I take back another piece of my past from the trash and put it in the book.
You are at the top of the mountain - you are sitting naked on the ground, your bare a** touching the earth - you are sandwiched, naked, between heaven and earth. Imagine I'm sitting most to you, of course I'm naked it's your imagination.
Life for me is no more than Memories, Dreams, and Reflections. I am still crazy.
Baby Sitter: I hope your hand and wrist are doing better - love to you and little baby sis - be more careful.
Wouldn't it be nice to have a dream recorder so we could watch the good ones over and over.
I have more time to draw, paint, and write since I was unassigned last month. I just can't find the drive right now. I am painting and drawing - doing more doodles. :) Trying new things - I'm doing a lot of reading.
I daydream to escape my melancholy life.
I was form, I exist. Must I stand alone in a world of such beauty in my old age.
About being old: I find younger people addressing me as Sir. When I speak, they get quiet as if I have something important to teach them (or maybe I'm talking low). It took me a while to get this veneration. Since I'm here, I might as well give out some wisdom. Now where did I store it? :)
The memory of our first kiss still lingers in my heart.
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