Still here. Sipping away at a tall cup of coffee, feeling mischievous and strangely alive and complete. I have these... wicked aspirations to bite my lower lip, take a deep breath, and push the sliding glass door open and confront the autumn wind with a timid smile. Then run off waving my arms wildly about singing folk tunes from the 1800's
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One does have to be aware of the soul-eating tendencies of LJ; I suggest dress up and leaves to prevent total soul loss.
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Anna
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sorry kwista dear... it's great to hear from you! I can picture you in warwick and warwick turning beautiful into fall and into winter. I'm glad you seem to have found a splendid peace, and wish i could share it with you there. cheers.
loooove,
Lyds
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ps--My friend is from Tbilisi...unless you're Maka joking around...
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Is everyone from Tbilisi on this Blog? LOL! :)
P.S.
Is that "Maka" hot? ;)
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