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I watched him stumble drunkly into my life and silently cursed myself because I knew he was no good for me.
- (149/365) by (KJ)
Oh, yes... and I drunkenly stumbled with him to my bed, and now everything is hard to untangle.
Needed this over these last few days...
My private little beach cottage is just three doors down from the sand and a real dollhouse! #Clearwater #EnchantedCottage #BeachLife #DollHouse #Sunshine (at North Clearwater Beach (relaxing, quiet, tranquil))
I've made it through another year as an Earthling!!! Thanks, again, for the birthday wishes! I'm trying to respond to all but am falling behind. #LoveYou #ThankYou #Paradise #Hibiscus #InLove #KeyWest #ClassicCocktails #OldCuban #SetFree #FlipFlops #HashTagsForEverybody
I had the most amazing dreams last night and woke up filled with hope. Then, I was so happy to be in my charming little cottage here!!! When I picked up my keys I felt like I would as if I were here to stay long term; I'm quite certain I'll be back! #Paradise #InLove #KeyWest (at Paradise Real Estate)
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This was one helluva halloween! #WhiskeyRow
Whiskey in a Wine Glass
She got home from another long, productive and inspiring day feeling hungry, exhausted and wishing she could just go to sleep. Because she's human, however, her off switch is faulty. Instead of going straight to bed she does laundry, and forces her fatigued body to descend and ascend a large stairwell in a hustle-like fashion because when she's really on a roll, she's especially stubborn if not entirely focused. Finally, with dinner cooking on her stove and the promise of a hot shower beckoning her to melt away, she decides to sit quietly with an innate friend... but which one? She neither wants to talk nor listen. She wants the kind who can just sit and be- less fuss, more organic- quiet and calm. Wine is so comforting it seems like a natural choice to calm her senses. It's reassuring to her as well as sophisticated and seductive. Whiskey, though, is another delight and slowly pouring it over ice sometimes feels like smiling at an old friend from across the room. It's in that moment when the ice breaks, without a word, they know neither must rush. Their way will be made through the crowd and its crowded conversations to come full circle, again, with clarity and grace- without missing a beat. Whiskey and wine aren't actually people, however, and she hasn't a sea, or, otherwise, to navigate in her humble floating abode. She grins because she can do exactly as she wishes. She smiles because she knows she's earned it. Being a bit unorthodox, it doesn't come as a surprise when she realizes what she really wants is, still, everything- now, bold whiskey ribbons refracting in a delicate wine glass, dancing. Her smile broadens; she pours a beauty without a qualm. Looking out at the river all bathing in reflected light and the containers of people shipping themselves across the bridges, through the water, slipping and dripping onto the streets- into their days- she's thankful and beginning to unwind, which makes her even more thankful. Whiskey's in a wine glass; everything's just fine.
Whiskey in a Wine Glass
She got home from another long, productive and inspiring day feeling hungry, exhausted and wishing she could just go to sleep. Because she's human, however, her off switch is faulty. Instead of going straight to bed she does laundry, and forces her fatigued body to ascend and descend a large stairwell because when she's really on a roll, she's especially stubborn if not entirely focused. Finally, with dinner cooking on her stove and the promise of a hot shower beckoning her to melt away, she decides to sit quietly with an old friend... but which one? She neither wants to talk nor listen. She wants the kind who can just sit and be- less fuss, more organic- quiet and calm. Wine is so comforting it seems like a natural choice to calm her senses. It's reassuring to her as well as sophisticated and seductive. Whiskey, though, is another delight and slowly pouring it over ice sometimes feels like smiling at an old friend from across the room- like when you know you don't have to immediately rush to one another because you both know you'll make your way through the crowd and conversations to eventually reunite with fewer distractions and without missing a beat. Since whiskey and wine aren't actually people, however, and she hasn't a sea of people to navigate in her humble floating abode, she can do what we wants in her personal time and space. She knows she's earned it. She's a bit unorthodox so it doesn't come as much surprise when she realizes she wants a bold whiskey in a delicate wine glass. She pours it without a single qualm. Looking out at the river bathing in reflected light and containers of other people shipping themselves across the bridges and slipping onto the streets- into their days- she's glad to release her portion, for now. She's thankful, and she'll unwind. She has her whiskey in a wine glass; everything's just fine. :)
He doesn't like it when I sleep on the sofa. In fact, he usually comes and yells at me to go to bed (really funny if friends are over) but he's joined me the last couple of nights. I think he knows I'm under the weather and had given me a pass to be a sloth wallowing in one spot. #goodmorning #stilltooearly #nevertooearlyforstartrek #goodbunny #bunnycat #tocapornottocap
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