He's no vagabond. Look at his carefully cut hair, and meticulously rolled-up sleeves. Plus his overall healthiness. Probably the son of the railroad's CEO doing work experience.
Been reading some of the previous posts I've missed and I can feel the intensity of your emotions here..It's wonderful that you described them so beautifully Martha..I wish I can too..sometimes it helps to make us feel better just by typing the words away..
Yes, it does help to write out what's troubling my heart, but I sometmes think I overstep the boundaries of acceptable blogging behavior. Perhaps I tell too much.
My dream world has me alone, aloof, and traveling, maybe on a freight train. I'll be on a coach seat next week, headed to seattle. Not the same, but on the road. I'll day dream that I'm a vagabond. Sometimes I wish I was. You certainly don't tell too much. To share yourself with others is a good thing. I never wonder why you needed to do it, just that you did and you trust me with your soul. Gives meaning to my life, not just yours.
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He's no vagabond. Look at his carefully cut hair, and meticulously rolled-up sleeves. Plus his overall healthiness. Probably the son of the railroad's CEO doing work experience.
BB:
Either that, or he hasn't been out long enough to be 'roughed up' yet.
:)
Been reading some of the previous posts I've missed and I can feel the intensity of your emotions here..It's wonderful that you described them so beautifully Martha..I wish I can too..sometimes it helps to make us feel better just by typing the words away..
Hello, HLiza:
Yes, it does help to write out what's troubling my heart, but I sometmes think I overstep the boundaries of acceptable blogging behavior. Perhaps I tell too much.
Hope all is well with you, beautiful friend.
:)
nicely ironic... but, who is not a vagabond in some ways... ( and not in others...)
My dream world has me alone, aloof, and traveling, maybe on a freight train. I'll be on a coach seat next week, headed to seattle. Not the same, but on the road. I'll day dream that I'm a vagabond. Sometimes I wish I was.
You certainly don't tell too much. To share yourself with others is a good thing. I never wonder why you needed to do it, just that you did and you trust me with your soul. Gives meaning to my life, not just yours.
Peace.
I am a poor, wayfaring stranger...
Huh. Such a negative sentiment that can breed positives, if we allow it to. Interesting Crow. Very.
xo
erin
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