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This site is running better than what it was the last time I checked it out, probably like 3 years ago. I’m glad to see the place is much faster. It still lacks in features, like maybe I’m missing something, but don’t think it’s easy to put most of my individual posts on private as a batch b…
Mother’s day+Catsit
I celebrated Mother’s Day early with my mom due to schedule constraints. Also, mom did not want to go to a crowded place and we assumed that most places would be crowded since it was Mother’s Day. I visited a place where a friend of mine was catsitting – yeap you heard that right, catsitting…
Sunday 5/12/24
7:32a.m. I had the granddaddy of all nightmares. It was about my nephew Rich.He came to my parents house one night drunk. Unknown to me they hired him to do repairs around the house. He made a mess everywhere. I kept yelling at him get the hell out! But he would not listen. Then there were t…
Creature of the Night
At long last it has come to me. This is what I will write about: the middle of the night. What shall I call it? The “still of the early morining hours?” “The reverential hush of deepest eventide?” It has been raining off and on for the past hour, a teasing sort of rain that has provided the …
Mothers’ Day
I really wish I was a mother. It is so not fair… been spending the last few hours wishing family and friends… and just wish someone was wishing me “Happy Mothers Day” I so want to be a mommy. And my time is running out… I so want to be a mommy. But I don’t feel like I have chosen the right …
There is only one way from rock bottom and that is up!
There is only one way from rock bottom and that is up! In our lives, each of us faces moments that test our spirit and resolve, challenging every ounce of our endurance. I draw inspiration from the image of a warrior, battered yet standing defiant, a powerful metaphor from Proverbs 24:3 that…
Saturday 5/11/24
5:57a.m. I’m fe etter. I had a lot of rest. I slept without too many weird dreams. Speaking of dreams I had this one dream where I was a king of an ancient kingdom. I think this was a kingdom of former slaves. I guess it was weird after all. I dunno Anyways I’m above the dirt and feelin…
Strange Dream Last Night!
I don’t know where I was but it was at night time. Someone told me my flat had been broken into by ”The Intruder” as he was known as he had a reputation for breaking into blocks. I ran home and had to go up a huge flight of metal stairs. It’s a shared house. The doors and locks to our flat…
The end of the world is beautiful
I am parked on potato hill, north of town with the lights of Stockton, 15 miles further to the north. The lights of Stockton itself is a joke because there may be all of 10 street lights that are visible from here. The clouds are backlit my feet blow. How to describe it? it looks like dawn, …
5.10.24
In the grand ballrooms of yesteryears, amidst the swirl of waltzing couples, there stood me, heart aflutter with hopes of being cherished. Adorned in my finest frocks, locks entwined with ribbons of satin, yet beneath the façade of elegance lurked a gnawing emptiness, a harbored yearning for…