So, I am in the grocery with my friend/boyfriend (whatever he is) and I say I just want to be able to talk to someone about stuff. And he responds with, “isn’t that why you are seeing a counselor?”

I had to go sit in the car while he paid, because I was about to start crying!

A Sad Goodbye

A week without a word.
Silent, not a voice heard.

I am tempted to write,
But I can’t, so I fight.
The urge to contact him.
In time, this too shall dim.

It’s best for him…and me.
Time and space sets us free.
It is hard letting go.
And painful, this is know.

So, now with a sad sigh.
Eyes closed, I say goodbye.

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Go With The Flow


I have been racking my brain trying to figure out what I want to do on this blog.  I tried to think of some unique theme I could try to do.  Or maybe a specific schedule of kinds of posts on specific days.  How about writing and creating art for one topic per week?

I don’t know about you, but to me that sounds like a lot of work and pain in the behind!  Not this woman’s idea of fun.I decided to think outside of my usual overly planned existence.  That’s when I had an absolutely brilliant idea!  Imagine with me for a moment…

What if, I just throw all my plans out the proverbial window and simply go with the flow.  Me being me, I had to look up that saying to really get the idea through my thick skull.  Farlex Dictionary of Idiom’s definition is this:  To nonchalantly engage in a situation without trying to change it or assert control over it.

Well, I am about to see if I can let go and go with the flow!

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