I was a tiger in the cage. Pacing back and forth behind the bars, I've been wanting and willing and waiting... I imagine my sleeky muscular femme feline self slinking on soft big pads and then all of the sudden the bars dissolved and I pounced.
I have no regrets.
I'd been wanting to do that for a long time.
And I feel much better.
Now I can stretch out lazily in the sun.
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My very own outward inward journal. May you see yourself in my struggles and joys. May you delight in my human condition.
Who am I?
- A Mad Hatter with Rhinestones
- I dig: creativity in all forms, my family, my friends, and house plants. I'd like to keep things that simple but I tend to get in my own way.
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So in other words you had a good weekend? How was the concert?
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