No one in their right mind would dare to miss a weekend party hosted by their friends. Well, I had to miss one this weekend because of ill health. The old heart pump was actively groaning, sweat glands doing the hyper drive whilst palpitating profusely & there was clear evidence of shortness of breath, with overall feelings of malaise. I must be in love.
Or, I must have taken / had eaten all the wrong kinds of protein, gluten and carbs all through the weekday and had to pay for it over Thursday through Sunday. Taught me a lesson on the mores of eating right and my darling must have had a vindictive moment as she had always urged me to watch what I eat. But the poor thing must have also lost some sleep worrying about this old goat's stubborn old ways!
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A glutton for punishment, I am.
I just gulp and grab whatever is thrown at me.
Serves me right!
Anyway, now I am feeling quite better and therefore here I am back again. Tormenting you with my writings.
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I feel so good these days because of the activation of my kama. I do so love being in love. It affords one the sense of being Limitless. I am talking about dreams and the feeling of being in love. Dreams are the only place and time when we can be whatever we want to be. We can dream up a world for us and be the king and queen of it. We can even be (shriek, puke, groan-blasphemy!) HAPPY in our dreams.
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WHAT? Screech……. stop ! spinning,,,,,,, Crash &…burn
(Standing with hat in hand overlooking the funeral pyre):
There but for the grace of god burns in ambers and smoking grief another happy thought………..
Ah well, Que sera sera. Another day another dream that did not come true. So tell me …… what else is new?
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