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Sing me a lullaby and I'll take a nap. Sing me a lullaby and my dreams will be sweet. Sing me a lullaby and I'll smile in my sleep. Sing me a lullaby so I can be released.
I don't think I could get much further from Manhattan then going to the West Coast and living in the mountains.
Heading down to Auburn University to visit the old stomping grounds. To relive old memories and examine past glories. Ah, youth, I miss it.
Simplification is the name of the game. One cannot move and be nimble when burdened with all things. Let go of the possessions and the ideas and the people that hold you back.
There was good beer in the fridge. Heavy with flavor and no skimping on the hops. It would be perfect for an after dinner celebration just for two.
Stories tell of beginning and endings. Stories grant inspiration and depression. They can take one to whole new worlds or leave on with feet firmly on the ground. Stories are magic, plain and simple.
My feet are burning on the sand. Each hot grain between my toes feeling like a red-hot coal. Still, I keep walking. It's better than standing still and simply roasting instead of fighting toward the cool.
"Credibility is hard to make and hard to keep. So don't throw away your years of good standing for one little indulgence. Don't lie. Don't cheat. Don't go behind her back. Stay on the high road."
Do you prescribe to rating at first sight? Aim for love or hate? Or you prefer to get to know someone first before you hate or love them? Both?
Strange to think that in the dark of night fear will dissolve away in moonlight. Never to be seen again.
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