Yup, I knew that mess of an early morning precoffee jumble would be deleted.
But, it was good I got all of that junk outta my skull as the papers are well on their way to being completed.
I've decided to give myself a thousand word limit for the paper and to express as much as possible within those thousand words. What was origionally going to be one paper has turned into two simply due to the nature of the conversation and the two forms it's taking.
The pleasure of writing is wonderful. My brain is happy.
(It's also thundering outside.... that makes me happy too.)
Tell me, what are you all up to on this sunday morning??? what have you dreamed of lately? What do you hope for?
But, it was good I got all of that junk outta my skull as the papers are well on their way to being completed.
I've decided to give myself a thousand word limit for the paper and to express as much as possible within those thousand words. What was origionally going to be one paper has turned into two simply due to the nature of the conversation and the two forms it's taking.
The pleasure of writing is wonderful. My brain is happy.
(It's also thundering outside.... that makes me happy too.)
Tell me, what are you all up to on this sunday morning??? what have you dreamed of lately? What do you hope for?
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The wind, it howls outside, smashing itself against the trees.
I'm curled up hiding beneath my blankets.
I dislike wind like this.
Big angry wind. Cold wind which brings snow... then sleet.
There is ice everywhere outside. and wind.
My buliding rattles abit. the door shuts itself,
The trees outside being folded in two.
i want to curl in your bed. beneath your sheets, hidden in your arms so that this wind. does not take me away...