Somewhere on the hill, among the hippies, amidst the music, in the grass.... I lost my bracelets.
I guess they broke.
Fuck I miss him.
Seaside Hodge Podge
On the East Coast, "hodge podge" is a much anticipated traditional summer soup made with all the first vegetables of the season...in the dictionary it means a mixture or medley. This is my hodge podge of thoughts, musings and inklings: Set at the seaside because I do all my best musing where I can hear the waves.
Previous Posts
- I guess it doesn't work that way...
- down with cynics
- He misses me.
- In five hours...
- No more room
- Reasons I love my job...
- sometimes I forget In spite of the fact that I t...
- Ask and ye shall receive.
- instinctual knowledge
- i don't know why
Blogs I Like:
- Drewtopia
- Nobody Likes a Canker Sore
- Fragile Psyche of Hobbson McClure
- the king of wishful thinking
- My Mental Milkcrate
- Blog 9000
- Odd Muse
- Waxing Pathetic
- Sharp Mama
- Real Live Preacher
- The Expat Blog
- Me...elsewhere...mostly music
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