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Rain pours down the city streets creating small floods down the hills and gullies. People are rushing to and fro, trying to avoid the puddles quickly becoming lakes. The circus has come to the city as they jump and skip, twisting their bodies in ways even contortionists would be impressed with. As they try to shield themselves with umbrellas and ….
I am addicted to adult coloring. No! Not like that! Please get yo’ head out of gutter! Seriously, though, I pinky promise I am not being dirty and yes it is a real thing. And yes they really do need to find a better name for it. Last summer a good friend (and fellow Gemini, I might add) got me ….
Their are times like today, where I wish I could be a little kid again, where the biggest catastrophe was cutting to much hair off the heads of my American Girl Dolls. Or how I was going to make more then seven monies from my father, so I could buy another princess figurine from the Disney Store. It is ironic ….
I have been journaling for as long as I can remember. I always had a diary and still have them saved at my parents house from the time I was six. When I was twelve you could argue that the first social media experiment -even before Myspace- was LiveJournal. I know. I know. I am dating myself horribly right now. ….