Category Archives: Being a Woman

I Didn’t Do Anything Wrong

In my last affair, I call it an affair as I felt conditioned, I feel I didn’t do anything wrong. I use the term wrong loosely and I shall explain why.

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Sitting Here on the Fence and Flossing My Teeth

Easing myself into the winter mode, I have been having 2 very quiet weekends. On the first of these two weekends, I was in London. I soaked the crispy British air and felt the British rain on my tanned skin, … Continue reading

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Dream-Full and Mental State Can Get Me Halfway

I have never had any trouble day dreaming or coming up with the most extravagant stories and actually living them in my head as if they were real. Feeling the emotions, the upsets and re-enacting the moment of anger, triumph, … Continue reading

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Another Wise Woman

I read Sara Teasdales poem earlier on today and I felt it. Poetry hardly ever does that to me, I guess this might just be the beginning of something new. She sounds wise but looks more heartbroken in pictures. She … Continue reading

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