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I know its here somewhere. Maybe if I can just get my hand down far enoughnin this cushion his wife will never know.

Posted By Barbara On 04.18.2012 @ 1:33 am

Stop raining. I’m stuck inside watching the rain beat on my neighbors wall.

Posted By Barbara On 03.30.2012 @ 7:23 pm

I generally don’t like patterns because they’re too predictable. Given, they can be fun or boring but predictable is never fun. Life should never be a pattern.

Posted By Barbara On 03.15.2012 @ 10:43 pm

Occupy wall street is planning a demonstration in N ew York City, you woulnt want to miss that would ya?

Posted By Barbara On 03.07.2012 @ 5:37 pm

city people halls, some place small middle of nowhere, shopping mall missing, no cool people, stuck, zombies, hard to leave, hard to find, comunity

Posted By barbara On 03.04.2012 @ 11:51 am

Ossining and turning,it’s so hot. Can you turn the heat off? I feel the seat running down y neck, my back poling in globs of yuck. I do not glisten

Posted By Barbara On 03.03.2012 @ 5:30 pm

Yikes I hardly know where to sart on this one. Physical? Insurance? Is he reason for all of this medical? Good one!

Posted By Barbara On 02.22.2012 @ 6:22 pm

It was stunning…this gallery. The pictures were quite grotesque, don’t get me wrong. the lines, the bodies and the figures. But it shocked and awed. The gaping holes that it demonstrated in the soles of those within it’s frames. The reminders of your own gaping wholes. A reflection…but a hope. That if these monstrous figures could be so stunning in their frames…well, you yourself could be beautiful with your own imperfections as well.

Posted By Barbara On 02.22.2012 @ 5:21 am

Floating on clear blue sky free. Where are you going? Where have you been? Perhaps you’ve escaped from a child hand, and left him crying. Shame on you!

Posted By Barbara On 02.19.2012 @ 1:38 pm

What a great day! Festival! The colors, the crowds, good vibe. Festival conjurs old time for me. Old times as in me devil, painted faces, women with jugs of ale, the plaque coming to town. Burnt leaves, horses draped on black, maybe not such a good time.

Posted By Barbara On 01.31.2012 @ 5:23 pm

Chances are the odds are not in my favor. But then again maybe because they are not in my favor the odds are in fact in my favor. Hmmmmm

Posted By Barbara On 01.29.2012 @ 5:34 pm

Safe shelter tucked away in the woods, sun streaming in, dust dancing on its beams. Take me here, today please.

Posted By Barbara On 01.27.2012 @ 5:20 pm

Laughter has been called the best medicine. Sometimes when I laugh I find it clears my head and allows me to start all over again. Unfortunately, laughter truly does not solve all problems. But it does allow for a moment of relief.

Posted By Barbara On 11.22.2011 @ 7:42 am

cheeks hurting ribs aching tears streaming being with someone you thoroughly enjoy for all the right reasons. never wanting the moment to end. sharing with others who enrich your life.

Posted By barbara On 11.21.2011 @ 11:30 am

I felt like an alarmist all those many years ago in her dorm room at nursing school. Put a towel under the door before you light that cigarette. Those nuns are able to smell smoke a mile away and they are just itching to throw you out of here.

Posted By Barbara On 11.06.2011 @ 9:38 pm

The waitress set the combination plate in front of me. A steaming melange of fried rice, chow mein, and a couple of lumpy beige blobs I couldn’t identify. “I thought this was a Mexican restaurant,” I said. My sister gave me a look of disgust. The perfect ending to another night on the town.

Posted By Barbara On 11.03.2011 @ 3:24 pm

Go ahead. Have an awakening today. Make it the best day of your life. I made my dogs happy by having an awakening on our morning walk. An awalkening, of sorts.

Posted By Barbara On 10.23.2011 @ 2:05 pm

We humans are a comfort-seeking bunch. And our sources are as individual as our fingerprints and hair styles. In our youth we may gravitate toward liquor, sex, food, wealth. The older I get the more I appreciate familiarity, sincerity and love.

Posted By Barbara On 10.22.2011 @ 3:30 pm

We had a mutual understanding: I made the rules and he followed them. It was the perfect relationship. Why can’t all romances be so easy?

Posted By Barbara On 10.18.2011 @ 12:04 pm

“Oh, this is warfare, people!” Do you realize how many one-sided friendships I have? It’s time to pull the plug on all of them. Slacker friends who won’t hold up their side of the friendship. And no, this isn’t just the menopause talking.

Posted By Barbara On 10.16.2011 @ 11:33 am

What a silly, pointless word to write about for an entire minute. Silk is of course luscious and comforting and sexy, but why write an entire minute, just aimlessly thinking about silk? I have no silk in my home, nor do I care. I DO however enjoy using the word silk to describe some of my favorite foods; silky chocolate… that’s all I can think of. Silky soy milk?

Posted By Barbara On 08.23.2011 @ 1:26 pm

peace for the world. no more wars, no more hunger, just love for each other. we should all learn about respect before we rulled out.

Posted By Barbara On 08.22.2011 @ 7:41 pm

Just looking at that envelope makes me ill. I know what it ia about. What in the world will I do? I can’t tell anyone yet. Nobody would believe me anyway. I wonder how long it will take before everyone finds out. My palms are so sweaty. The butterflies in my stomach have multiplied ten thousand times.

Posted By Barbara On 07.25.2011 @ 10:45 am

my moral is loveeee :D I think we sould value what its inside peoples minds and the moral of the stories of disney movies, helped me findind the reason to good, when i was a tiny flower (:

Posted By Barbara On 06.27.2011 @ 4:36 am

The was a huge train standing on the fourth track. It gleamed in the morning sunlight and looked as though it had just been wheeled out of the manufacturers yard.

Posted By Barbara On 06.15.2011 @ 4:54 pm

There is one word in the English language that I particularly love, not only because it sounds great but it also has a wonderful meaning. That word is serendiptuous.

Posted By Barbara On 06.15.2011 @ 4:51 pm

I want to be beloved. I saw a picture this morning of my aunt with a friend she just took a trip with and it was labeled “bff’s” and my heart broke with wanting to be someone’s bff. I thought I was making progress with my husband but when he yelled at me yesterday, something broke inside me all over again.

Posted By Barbara On 06.13.2011 @ 7:14 am

when i went to school we had to wear plaid skirts that were pleated in the front. No one liked them. Not because they were plaid but because they had to touch your n\knee. Now that I am older i only think of my lmother;s plaid shirts. she had lots of them and wore them alltime.

Posted By Barbara On 06.06.2011 @ 6:33 am

Backpacks are for people who have ambition and care about our environment. They not only take things out of it but put garbage in that would naturally pile up from those who do not care.

Posted By Barbara On 06.01.2011 @ 11:59 am

My life in one word, montage….a hazy photo, ascent so powerful it takes me somewhere else, a touch that lingers.

Posted By Barbara On 06.01.2011 @ 5:40 am