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Anomaly...

The train was a relief getting on this morning from the sweltering humidity out side that threatened to douse us with rains anew. We got on to a moderately populated, cooled non-wreaking of homelessness or wreckless abandon car with like minded working class all enjoying the final dregs of their morning...
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WordPress for Blackberry!...

So I dreamt it then found it… And now I’m testing it out… I hope this means that I’ll blog more since a million and one things are happening at once now… I need to document… It has my categories in there…. This is feeling like a WIN *
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What’s Real...

What is real? Realness? Reality? Real Talk? Really Real? I’m for Real? Real Love? Reality Shows? How do you know that what you’ve experienced is real? Versus another dream in your head that is so… “real”istic? I read past memories through this blog and some of...
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An Awkward Situation…...

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Lying and Tiger’s Affairs… oh my…

Lying and Tiger’s Affairs… o...

(corny, I know… I just HAD to) So… I’m kind of on the outskirts of all of this getting random reports every now and again about the latest. Here’s what I know in short: There was a *makes fingers do the quotations move* “Car Crash” involving Tiger Woods a week ago...
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That Doesn’t Make Us Friends…...

It’s a little nuts what your subconscious will hold on to. I had a pretty normal evening last night and we hit the sack early because we’re starting a new regimen with our working out that will take longer to complete in the morning so that of course means waking up earlier. But the dream...
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You’re Like a Diamond…

You’re Like a Diamond…...

“… But she treats you like Glass Yet you beg her to love you… But me, you don’t ask.” – Gladys Knight and the Pips Jealousy is a disease... So this morning’s song(s) are courtesy of my co-worker / sister Drenna. Her FB status updated and firmly planted this...
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All Through The Night

All Through The Night...

Reppin' to the fullest for Queens, NY I’m thinking I’m going to use the phenomenon I expressed in the previous blog to get me on here every day. I’ve been kind of trapped in my own head and I’m battling to get out. It’s not a bad thing… I just miss blogging....
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Welcome back, Love...

Time will bring the real end of our trial The day there’ll be no remnants No trace no residual of feelings within ya The day you won’t remember me Your face will be the reason I smile But I will not see what I can not have forever I’ll always love ya I hope u feel the same Woh oooh...
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What’s the Plan...

People…. I tell ya… When my hair was relaxed and straight (which was for about 24 years of my life), I would wash it once a week, style it in some way that might last for about that long (so mostly a wrap resulting in a bob) that I’d unravel in the morning and put a dollop of moisturizer...

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