sometimes the perfect song plays at the perfect time. this morning: amen omen by ben harper. and sometimes it doesn't really have anything to do with the lyrics. it's the music and certain words and certain lines and the way the voice rises and aches. that's all.
happy wednesday! parent teacher conference today. wish me lucky luck.
ps: i have another tally in the "being called a bitch" column, as of yesterday. but no worries. i just smile and keep smiling. i only share because i really do find it rather amusing.
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I feel like I'm the flower trying to bloom in snow. --Vienna Teng. OK, I don't really feel like that (toujours), but it's rather poetic, and I aspire to be such. Here you may read about some of the happenings in my life. Love, peace, and happiness to all.
"Sometimes remembering will lead to a story, which makes it forever. That's what stories are for. Stories are for joining the past to the future. Stories are for those late hours in the night when you can't remember how you got from where you were to where you are. Stories are for eternity, when memory is erased, when there is nothing to remember except the story."
--Tim O'Brien
--Tim O'Brien
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