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Time is indifferent, and inevitable.
This was written 12 years ago. Please now consider it his epitaph.
Time flies... away.
I finished a poem yesterday, for the children's book I've been working on since forever. I knew it was the first one I'd written in a while. But when I went to add it to the folder, I got quite the shock. Has it really been seven years? :o
I accidentally created a meme.
So, how many of you happened to have seen this already? (Courtesy Me.me)
:heart: Those who know me, know how much I love a good wordplay. On my Facebook wall one year ago, I'd put up a pic of me standing on my right leg, with the caption that I wanted to start off 2018 on the right foot. So for the end of the year, I wanted to do something equally goofy.
At first I was just going to record myself singing falsetto at 11:59 p.m., with the message that I wanted to end the year on a high note. But a bout of hoarseness earlier in the day put the kibosh on that idea. So as an alternative, I googled for a piece of clip art, cleaned it up a bit, an
Today I am 50.
Even as I type that, it just looks so wrong. I don't feel 50... except first thing in the morning. I don't yet look 50, or at least that's what most people are nice enough to tell me. But my birth certificate doesn't lie — unless my parents were a lot better at keeping secrets than I've given them credit for. :paranoid:
:bulletred: I remember looking up at my brother and sister's cribs, and thinking about how I was free and they were still trapped. I was three, and it's the earliest clear memory I have.
:bulletorange: I remember the first poem I ever wrote. "Time flies quickly, time flies fast. Before you know it, the present is the p
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