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Just another WordPress.com weblog. I want my girl back. June 16, 2009 by mwriteriam. Sammy went in for surgery this morning. Dr. Sloan, the surgeon, was new on her case and gave her a prelim exam. He identified some kind of irritation on her tonsil, in addition to the growth under her tongue. He named it for the first time: basal cell carcinoma. My heart sunk; the heretofore mentioned growth or lump or mass was just this innocuous thing. Now it had a name. Sauce and refried beans? I was having a good sle...
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Thursday, April 16, 2015. Not to Texas. yet! Nope, I've relocated to M Writes About. Which is where you'll find me from now on. I figured it would be easiest to just keep the same name, but I did think about changing it to something cooler. Thing is, I'm just not. Cool, so there. Links to this post. Labels: farewell.kind of. Last post on here. Wednesday, April 1, 2015. And Why I Was Gone in the First Place). As you’ll have noticed (I hope… no one likes to go unnoticed! My mom almost died. Again. Several ...
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Wednesday, 30 March 2016. NURSING A BROKEN HEART. I have been nursing a broken heart. Cleophas Onyango and I went on a date. It was sudden and unexpected. Cleophas Onyango was there to buy a pencil and a ruler. Let's go on a date," he suggested, after I had finished my speech on the challenges we, as imbibers of alcohol and watchers of porn, face in the neighbourhood. Desperate. And a little bit bloated," I said. "You? Aw, you make me blush! I love making you blush.". I thought long and hard. He nodded a...
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It is sometimes hard to say why, after a really good day, one can go home feeling utterly empty and spent – as if all the sunshine was a mirage, a device disguised as joy … designed for heartbreak. This entry was posted in all. December 7, 2016. It has all been fascinating. Not just the stories and experiences of other precious people, ideas, systems (all the things I love, etc) … but also the timing! 8230;… rather than instant. 8230;… rather than goals. 8230;… rather than doing. Mindfully practising aut...
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MWrites – "To write means sharing a part of your soul with the world."
To write means sharing a part of your soul with the world. PT – Drowning. And then she knew. February 22, 2017. February 22, 2017. She was surrounded by blue. No, more like a green streaked with gold. Her eyes were opened lazily,. Her limbs floating beside her numbly,. ZzZzZzZZ, buzzing…. ZzZzZzZZ, pressure…. She was being strangled from the inside;. She couldn’t breathe. She could only think:. Is this a dream? Through her eyelashes she could see:. Rays of light,. Masses of bubbles,. Her lungs screamed,.