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I Sit Here By The Window

I sit here by the window. Watching the snowflakes float down. Some fierce, some peaceful. Others shaped wonky or round.   I sit here by the window And hear the chatter of neighbors. Screams as children dodge the flurries. Laughter as a young pup shakes and shivers.   I sit here by the window. Surrounded… Continue reading I Sit Here By The Window

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Swamp Thing | Stories Inspired By Life

Had I really gone that long without washing my hair? My hands limply lift up strands of my straight brown hair, which due to its natural oiliness, looked extremely dark brown. "Did you dye your hair," my friend once asked me after meeting me shortly after a day of shampooing. "Nope," I smile with a… Continue reading Swamp Thing | Stories Inspired By Life