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This is the second time I binge watched this show since it first aired in 1982. I watched all seven seasons, noticing Mallory’s haircut changed and everyone got younger in a few episodes that were out of order. Despite this continuity jump, it was a trip down memory lane with seeing guest stars before they
Heavy when it opens, when it splits apart and nothing pours out, the blood, coagulated and dark, it has been hardened over time. Suffering and painful, the feelings of intensity and rigidity, it has been long past boiled, and not what it used to be. Something different, some unseen shape, some other feeling without a
Don’t I (matter)? I should as I drift along in life, with a pear and apple, one in each because they are too small to carry both in just one. You used to call it something else, something that I look upon with more mature eyes and ears. I was stupid. You were stupid. We
I don’t know why I get so caught up in the differences of living organisms whether insects, fish, mammals, and everything else in between. I suppose because recently I erred in information between a crocodile and alligator and it bothered me. I should remember this kind of information. It made me do a mad dash
5/17/2010 Something weird happened to me as I was sitting on the bus yesterday. I had spotted a woman with brown hair. It stopped just past her shoulders. She should’ve had it up instead of down. I was mesmerized with her neck. It was elongated like something you’d see in a television commercial. You know
I’ve thought here and there other places I wanted to live over the years. At one point in my life, I wanted to move back to South Korea and live there for a few years. I wanted to teach English there and I’d learn Korean and a lot more than the few classes I took
I’ve been thinking about ways to get myself to write more without the fuss of editing later. I need a good massage, but back to my old/new idea. I started writing in my journal several entries about a character and what s/he goes through and thinks about. I plan on continuing this until I feel
It takes one push, just one, to fall down. It wasn’t a tentative step, a leap into the unknown. I didn’t care about particulars. Not asking questions, not thinking of the consequences, here I am in this space. It took several attempts, finding peace within myself, forgiving the wrongdoings. I know you don’t care. Glare

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