I found my safe haven at ten.

So I come up with things to write about when I’m driving.  Usually I’m overwhelmed with some kind of emotion, and I just can’t wait to write.  This time, I actually came up with what I wanted to write about two days ago and am now writing a bit cold.  I’ll try to get through…

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Holding on to Old Sweaters

I’m so tired.  A little frustrated.  The two courses I’m taking this semester appear tough, and I didn’t do well on the first week’s quiz.  Sixty-five questions, eighty minutes, solving long word-problems.  I didn’t even come close to completing all the questions. Do girls get a pass on emotional days.  It’s a catch-22. If I…

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Vulnerability

How many cups of coffee are allowed in a morning. I think the issue is that while the office has over ten types of coffee to choose from they all come in k-cups which are one serving size.  I am use to the original coffee pot where you can fluctuate the amount of coffee poured…

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Ujjayi: Part II

At my desk I have my Happy Planner scribbled completely with notes and new passwords and to do’s from paying bills to class assignments to scheduling my horse to have new shoes. My empty coffee cup is glaring at me hoping to be refilled, but I’m trying to be conscious that two cups of coffee…

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Ujjayi: Part I

I’ve had a post churning in my noggin for the past few weeks, and I finally have a free evening. Just to help you visualize the current scene, my scruffy and slightly smelly dog is passed out at the foot of the bed, more than likely to come curl up at the head after I…

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