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It feels twice past midnight, and I still can't tell you a thing about how you make me smile and keep my heart alive. dreaming on for a little while.

As habits go, you aren't so bad You're one I'd like to keep. A lovely one to think about when I lay down to sleep.

My antibiotic tastes BAD!  I'd rather take it than be sick any longer though.  I realized today it's been at least three weeks since I started feeling bad.  Time to get well! ~ I think I may have made my coworker go crazy.  She is exhausted.  I'm just waiting for her to blow a gasket and quit. ~ Proud of my boy.  His behavior marks at school are really improving!  Thank God! ~ Another breakthrough at counseling this evening. Things are changing. ~ God is helping us. ~ All of these things you say, what do they really mean? How are you so certain of MY feelings? I've never even considered anything remotely like this thing. Why are you so angry?

Hello How are you my friend? Today You stumbled when your eyes caught mine across the field. You looked recognition, stumbled, looked back up again. You moved back into view watching me. Ripped your eyes away when you saw me looking...

My foster kids have come to the very verbal conclusion that I need a boyfriend.  They are apparently interested in this happening so he can come over and play with them.  That just makes me worried about their possible recruiting means. :D ` Yesterday's worker visit was very informative.  If you haven't already, please start praying for decisions the parents will be making. ` At our family visit on Sunday, I was the one my kids ran to when they were worried. If I were the parent that would significantly concern me and I would be jealous beyond anything. ` I get to keep the baby again in a couple of weekends.  He is CHUNKY! ` Sigh.  My creativity isn't flowing.  I'm just not miserable enough, in love enough, angry enough, whatever to get the creative juices flowing.  I'm sadly disappointed this is how my poetry month is going. ` I may actually file my return prior to April 15 this year.  That will be something that hasn't happened in years. ` Incen...

You already said you didn't want me, and I guess that's the rules of blood we live by unless you say/ look, differently That's the only rule that survives. the words "I love you" softly spoken must have been a lie

It is not fun being sick and giving it to everyone around you.

I hit a fence and it bit me. Sigh. I know it's only a surface wound but it seemed more important that way than if I explained what really happened. I was out skating when I quite innocently reached for the fence with one hand to help stop myself from rolling into the path of the oncoming cyclists who were racing toward the narrow bridge ahead of me. Before I really knew what was happening, I lost my balance. I made a desperate grab for the rail with the other hand but somehow missed and landed on top of the fence instead. As I clutched the rail in a death grip with the first hand, trying to prevent my ungraceful demise, my water bottle mockingly squeezed itself out of my hand and fell with a dull thunk to the ground on the far side of the fence. In spite of my full body lunge toward safety I continued to fall, sliding, bumping down the fence with my hands held quite nicely above my head on the rail, as both of my feet betrayed me and kept on rolling. I landed sitting sprawle...

Brangling nerves tangled fear-edged with hope that you'd see me, the real me, and smile open your heart, as you already half held mine. Laughing wonder. Bemused I watched you shine. So far outside my reality, but with what I hoped was true sincerity. Indulgent patience loving every long stretched moment until, too late to save myself, I found, You were already mine. Let's give it time