Day twenty three

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Oh well… this is a tough one. I am an oddball.  I really don’t dislike people  overall… not any more.  For me it is a case by case – moment to moment thing. So saying I dislike someone… well for me that means they are not family.  Blood doesn’t always mean family.

Day twenty one

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Pisces.  And yes,  it does.  I am very much a creative and emotional soul. I have always felt that the astrological sign of Pisces fit me.

Day twenty

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Disturbed – the sound of silence
Shel – Enter sandman
Scissor sisters – i can’t decide

My initial thought is my music is awesome.

Day nineteen

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1. Claustrophobia – I have been afraid of closed in spaces for a very long time.

2. Helplessness – I can not handle being helpless. I have been a survivor… so I don’t do being helpless well.

3. Heights – although I think it is more a fear of falling.

4. Being alone – the huge fear of loss.

5. Tbh — only thing four above.

Caught in song

there is a song for
each heart that has ever
touched themselves to mine.
playing in the theatre in
my often troubled mind.
Joy nor sadness truly reigns,
as heart rending is often queen.

faces with songs exist
long after emotion and name
have fallen prey to time.
such power these sounds have
to long after romance has died
still bring the heart to tears.

what allows another to see the moment
before it has come to be,
so well to write the words and notes
that will eternally haunt the mind
remembering pain and joy in the moment?

is the muse so cruel
that the songs
that tug
the heartstrings
are but inspiration
and quick pen?

the moments caught and held
meant to entertain the masses
end up breaking the heart.

Day eighteen

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Purple.  Don’t know why. Just is.

Day seventeen

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               Quotes to live by…well there are a lot of inspirational quotes out there.  All are worth using as a life model.  However truth be told…I tend just to use my brain and my heart to decide how to live. What quote do you use to live by if any?

Day fifteen

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To be honest this took actual thought. Quite a bit of thought.  Not much really irritates me…I am something of an easygoing person.  I even asked those who know me best to get a feel for what I would be perceived as having as a pet peeve.  My daughter figures my pet peeve (once I explained the term ) was her misbehaving and disrespecting me. I really don’t think of her random teenage moments (as she is actually a really good kid) as being worth counting as my pet peeve.  I am just her mother.  That means I hide the amusement when she is acting as stubborn as she does.  My boyfriend of twenty years just I don’t knowed at me….so I must not really have one that stands out to him. My sister told me it was stupid people. Okay uhm…yeah.  I really have issues with those who are purposely ignorant or hurtful. So my pet peeves list is a total of one… that’s not bad. 
                 What’s yours?  And why?

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Day twelve

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This really depends on my state of mind and how tired I am. When I am exhausted and in the sleep deprived silliness… Penis is the funniest word. Otherwise it really is more about context. Any word placed properly can be funny. Although I admit my humor is often very juvenile… uranus is able to elicit more snickers than I care to admit.