.. I am left wanting it back.
I wake each day with the memory of your touch before it drifts away, a feather on a breeze.
I hold onto that final hug encircling me into your very core, the safest place on earth.
Aspiring Author & Life Juggler
.. I am left wanting it back.
I wake each day with the memory of your touch before it drifts away, a feather on a breeze.
I hold onto that final hug encircling me into your very core, the safest place on earth.
Busy writing, I bet.
You haven’t been posting as often. ββππ
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You noticed βΊοΈ
Iβve missed you all. But been absorbed in the most moving book (blog to follow).
Plus trying to keep up the Curtis Brown Creative course I signed up to (6-week online again).
And the day job π
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Ahhh yes , a day job and a online course will sap your time away like magic *POOF * π§ββοΈ
I guess I’ll have to begin writing during my
work breaks. Now that i’ve promised my readers I’ll be posting once every other weekπ±βππβ
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