Month: November 2014

A Short Week

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A Short Week As we steadily approach Thanksgiving here in the States, it means a short work week for many, and for others, it means a miserable time of year where you have no choice, BUT to work because you work in a mall or an individual store that will be absolutely PACKED as of … Continue reading A Short Week

After Midnight Musings

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Writers are a very different breed of artist. We create differently. We all have different “methods to our madness”, which, in my opinion, is a good thing. I have friends from all different professional walks of life, but I am drawn to the creative, unique, and quirky. I am drawn to well thought out opinions, … Continue reading After Midnight Musings

Exhausted

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I am physically, mentally, and emotionally exhausted. I'd like to sit and cry, but I don't even have the emotional capacity to do so today. I can't remember the last time I felt so incredibly deadened. I've spent an enormous chunk of my life taking care of others, being the dutiful daughter, being responsible and … Continue reading Exhausted