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Ain't It The Truth
Another thought before I turn in for the night:
Funny how when you have more on your plate than you can handle,
life begins handing it to you in "doggie bags"
Published 25th Jul 2017
| Edited 26th Jul 2017
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Anonymous
26th Jul 2017 5:27pm
ha!!! i'm diggin this insight
i got a fridge full of doggie bags..
i got a fridge full of doggie bags..
26th Jul 2017 7:17pm
Yep, leftovers in the freezer also, if like me. Thanks for visiting and the comment.
27th Jul 2017 3:49pm
27th Jul 2017 7:01pm
14th Apr 2018 3:34am
Interesting concept Tryst
I've had these thoughts in parallel quite often. It's one of those things that should be acknowledged for positive change but is ignored . Universally relatable but a tell-tale of our every day .
Thoroughly enjoyed
I've had these thoughts in parallel quite often. It's one of those things that should be acknowledged for positive change but is ignored . Universally relatable but a tell-tale of our every day .
Thoroughly enjoyed
14th Apr 2018 4:41am
Life is a feast, and it should be tasted bite by bite, allowing ample time to relish and digest it, yet the human condition coaxes us to shove as much as possible into our mouths and when not careful, we end up choking ourselves unconscious.
Chipmunks we've become, dear poet, chipmunks.
Many thanks, E.
Chipmunks we've become, dear poet, chipmunks.
Many thanks, E.
