I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand & the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow. I wish I had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep & there are no words for that.
Brian Andreas
Story People
~~~LC~~~
I find myself becoming nostalgic with all the memories of being surrounded by loved ones. Either from my Ex when we were absolutely, irrefutably and madly in love or simply when I was surrounded by people that I consider my Family of Choice. As I look back I realize how much I messed things up when I was in throes of my Depression.
Helen Keller
I have my moments when things seem so clear. Recently I've come to realize that they are too few and far between for my liking. So, how can I remedy this?





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