A Pompous Ass with Gummybears

 

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How did I become a pompous ass? I am not into pomp and glitter; I am not a show-off; I was raised differently. Continue reading

An Ocean of Masks

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We walk together silently hidden behind our masks. Secret thoughts unspoken, our words measured, our walls built, yet in all of us are the same desires, touching us, moving us if only so we may know as others speak to our hearts, we are not alone. We are hiding who we really are; only our eyes show the truth. Continue reading

I am a bad, bad blogger (?)

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Something interesting happened yesterday to me in the blogging world, something, that might explain while I don’t see some bloggers anymore. I made a mistake yesterday and I have to say, I feel a little embarrassed. Embarrassed, because I didn’t follow the #1 blogging rule. I did not just not follow it, no, I bend it…broke it. I am a bad, bad blogger (I think that’s what I am suppose to say now.)

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