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Stepping into the once-distant 2012

It is hard to believe I am 26, the world is waking up to 2012 and time is slipping through my fingers with each passing day. Only yesterday I was a little girl – timid, shy, least confident, with dreams as bright as the stars, waiting to grow up and hoping for a magical time when I am utterly happy. Today I am a big girl – still timid and shy and least confident but these are secrets now for time has taught me the art of masking. The brightness of my dreams is diminishing as I grow in age and size and the hope for the magical time borders on desperation. Each heartbeat of mine alternates between fear, hope, pain, gratitude and joy. I am sending a little prayer into the world

“May no one go to bed hungry and lonely” ~ only when this happens am I happy to the last cell of my body.


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This entry was posted on November 19, 2012 by in Everyday Stories.

Fighting An Additction

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Addiction is a curse one allows upon one's self until it ceases to seek permission. I do not like the idea of a mind controlled by substance. If I can refrain for 30 days, I'd be very impressed with myself.

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