Quidam: a nameless passer-by, a solitary figure lingering on a street corner, a person rushing past. One who cries out, sings and dreams within us all.
Your world is yours
not mine, Quidam.
Your dreams are yours.
You may have touched the stars,
but they weren't moved.
And if you reach for me,
I may not chooose
to hold your hand
I might smile
or I might turn away.
Goals 2021
After reflecting on last year's goals, I've settled on this year's ambitious goals. 1. Grow your mind: Read 52 books Th...
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A blog I read participates in WOYWW so I figured I would post my workspace today :) This is the guest bedroom/office/craft room. Chase has... -
Wednesday finds my desk again. I'm so tired I had to retype today's name 3 times before my brain got the right spelling. Play along... -
Don't know what What's on Your Workspace Wendesday is? Check it out at Julia's blog. I'm a day late, but here's my work...
1 comment:
wow, this is odd.
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