The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
“That’s where you’re wrong,” he says as he leans across the table. “I expect you to not only drop whatever vile deeds you are knees deep in, but I also expect you to be eager and ready when I do! Now once more, but this time with feeling dear doctor.
I write about Desire. Sex. Longing. Pain. Darkness. All of it.
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Write everyday for 365 days. Fact, fiction and everything in between.
so much to say and such little time
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Writing in the shadows
Somehow my mind has begun to ops
Out both my ears causing me to forget
Who is who and where certain people are and who aren’t,unfortunately Mathew I lost you in and amongst
Blogosphere I hope its not to late
Your Briefly
Sheldon
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My friend it is never too late, and I have been away from the blog space, spending time with my daughter before her turbulent year of kindergarten starts in the next few weeks. Fingers crossed for all, keep well my friend.
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Congrats
This is the time of both of your lives
I did that with my daughter and it paid of big time,Hang in there
As Sheldon Always
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You too
And don’t be counting
Those gray hsirs
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