Up and Down I go....
It's exhausting.
Feeling, not feeling.
Laughing, crying.
feeling loved, feeling neglected.
Overwhelmed, completely organized.
Put together, falling apart.
I'm tired....
Frank Savage, my high school drafting teacher, used to sing "Sarah Smile" whenever he saw me. It made me feel special. I try to smile...I need to smile more. Writing makes me smile!
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Into each life some rain must fall ... but after the rain new strenghth you'll gain.
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