Click the pic as if to enlarge. i woke and watched the dawn. thought about all the turmoil. thought, i refuse. i refuse to live like this. picked up the pencil. First i layed the two sticks down, the ones that crossed me out. then with them, the thing that covered my mouth. it went from there. and as i drew the face, i thought I need to take myself in hand. and here we have it. I can't fix Typepad but i can fix my Self. These are Beauty Full days Out There….there are things needing to be Told.
thank you, Every One, for your Loving Kindness

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