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All you see is what was,

what is

Lungs inhaling, people slipping
past a line.

Space collapsing on itself;
time churning, slipping, sulking. 254 more words

L.A. Stories

Meandering Monday about Accepting Where You Are

I don’t handle change well. I tend to set certain expectations about what is going to happen in the course of a day, and when something happens to alter my plans (an unexpected emergency, or something as simple as the fact that other people have a say in my life), I get a bit snitty until I have time to adjust. 815 more words


Never Alone

Preview Edit Layout Tiled Mosaic Individual Images Thumbnail Grid Tiled Mosaic Square Tiles Circles Tiled Columns Slideshow Random Order Link To Attachment Page Attachment Page Media File None… 119 more words

L.A. Stories

Please don’t tell Los Angeles I called you that.


L.A. Stories

chef of the year - cook off...

I had an unusual and exciting day on Tuesday.  I should have been at work but booked the day off at the last-minute and headed off to Birmingham with my OH for the day.  816 more words