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maybe life is a mixed drink [or just be an animal tonight]

I once had a funny conversation with a friend. She was talking about two men in her life: One that worked at a holistic center for something or other and one who was a smoking, drinking band member-type. She seemed to feel pulled between these two polarities. I said, “It’s like one is a clean…

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play.

there was the music and the word play (and the laughter) there was the cat toy with the feathers (and how it came to life) there was the teasing and the falling into (and your sleepy eyes) there was the offer and the play (and the kisses) and now… i can’t stop smiling thank you…

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stop living in purgatory [or stop listening to the lure of the siren]

In the past couple of months, I have had numerous people tell me that they are having an affair on the internet. They are living in some kind of liminal place with someone that is either married or lives really far away while meanwhile their life falls to shit and they wait for the day–the…