Tag Archives: humor

fuzzy thoughts – January 16

Posted on January 17, 2015 by landl30

1.16 Fuzzy thoughts are what comes when the drugs kick in. Or maybe we’re just getting older. ———–

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2.15.2104 diamonds, clubs, the cards keep coming in a maze of points and response bids blessedly the game is about more than getting it right at least that’s what they tell me. fresh pigeon is always on the … Continue reading →

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oats and berries – January 25

Posted on January 26, 2014 by landl30

1.25.2014 oats, maple syrup, nuts. granola grows on me, tasty health food under the guise. nuts and twigs and berries like our ancestors gathered. perhaps they knew something. or it was just easier than inventing the microwave. … Continue reading →

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old cat – September 16

Posted on September 18, 2013 by landl30

9.16 old cat struggles up the stair, then plays with her cloth and paper mice. bat, bam, pat. she whacks them just within reach of her kitty paws spread out on her grey fluffy back at ease e’en … Continue reading →

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leaving the light on – June 3

Posted on June 4, 2013 by landl30

6.3 Crickets chirp in sorrow night falling like a plan how do I know the morrow will come to me again. Each night a little passing each sunset one still more and yet I set to laughing at life’s … Continue reading →

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breathe two, three, four – March 26

Posted on March 26, 2013 by landl30

3.26 Stress. Good stress. But it’s all stress. My body feeling the shake tremor, inner squeech. Mind racing in anticipation, when resolution is not yet really in the cards. Breathe two, three, four. Deep cleansing breath now. Close the … Continue reading →

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