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Friday, 13 February 2009
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lakeside musings
She stood by the lake, watching the water gently hit the shore. Wandering down to a dock, she sat down on the wooden slats. She removed her heels, rolled up her slacks and stuck her feet into the cool water. Okay, so the cold water. She flicked her feet, splashing some water up onto her legs, and creating ripples in the lake. The ringlets branch out, and she smiled to herself.
If life were a TV show or a movie, the guy would have been standing on the hill, looking down at her on the dock. Then he would have either a) approached her or b) turned away, looking tortured.
This wasn't a movie or show, though, and she sat there alone. Which, ironically, was just fine by her. She had a book, and the water and the occasional duck for company.
Sunday, 04 January 2009
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Sugar x 2
This goes out to Miss R.
"See, it's like sugar under the foam," he said quietly. "The foam is the first thing you can taste, and it always seems to be bitter. No matter how much sugar you pour in your cup, it doesn't affect the foam. But it still affects the drink - still affects us. Too much sugar and you're left with a sickeningly-sweet taste in your mouth, and not enough sugar and it's just bitter. But the right amount... is perfection."
Saturday, 03 January 2009
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Madrid
A sadder piece, from the train station in Madrid, after the bombings:
Instead of heading directly into the station, my companion and I take a while to simply walk around the make-shift memorial. You have to be careful where you step, for the candles spill out all over the sidewalk, making a unique pattern. There are signs and stories and poems taped to the windows, to the columns, to the ground. Flowers lay on the ground, and between the odor they emit and the smell of the burning candles, the air is filled with an almost sickening sweet smell. The smell of death and bodies and blood has been replaced by this smell, and I honestly can’t tell you that I think it’s any better than I’m sure the smell of death was earlier this month.
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Resolution time again...
Didn't make any this year, so none to evaluate... sorry to those who like that.
2009 Resolutions
Resolution Number 1: On compliments
I'm going to learn how to accept (and believe) compliments when they come from friends. The friends I have wouldn't say them without meaning them.
Resolution Number 2: On church
I'm going to find a new church this year that I like, and get involved somehow. I miss that communion between the family of Christ. Right now, I feel like a visitor passing through, not a member of any church. Going to fix that.
Resolution Number 3: On work
I'm going to find a job I like. Or, at least, one that pays rent. But hopefully, one that fills both requirements.
Resolution Number 4: On God
I spent a lot of time in 2008 questioning Him and His timing. I'd like to get past that in 2009.
Resolution Number 5: On life
I'm going to find the small things in life that make me happy and do them. Live life to the fullest and not regret and doubt myself.
Friday, 02 January 2009
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Or "How I met..."
More recent than many I've posted in this review of my works. Just makes me smile.
An impish smile was present for only a second on his face before he swept me up in his arms. As he carried me out of the building, he said, "Well, Jeni, I've scaled the walls of the fortress and conquered a witch... I think it's safe to say your knight in shining armour has come."


