In the grand scheme of things
life is still what it is.....(where have I heard that before...sometimes I just be saying stuff)
Every day you meet people
some are good
others are well.....lets say, they challenge your character or make you simply want to spit
I've been blessed in more ways than I can count.
I don't count, I find it's simplier to let things just be
sorta of like sitting on the dock watching seagulls eat fish
I've managed to piss some higher ups off with my writing.
They said it was a 'little too honest' for their lying publication.
Like Maya said.....Still I rise.
Pablo has done a disappearing act, but Terry sho nuf performed on Oprah the other day
I'm now too sexy for all my shoes, but I'll keep wearing em till the good Lord
allows me to afford some new ones.
The play is coming together nicely.....I have to re-write a death scene, because once again
I'm too honest for my own damn good.
Obviously even for the NY elite.
Oh well, like Jill said.....Love is like farting in an elevator, you may not know who's doing it, but you sure can smell it. Writing I'm sure is much the same. I must get my name changed soon before the headhunters track me down and swallow my soul.
Note for the month. It's easy to 'fall' in love, but hard as fuck to climb out of it.
Still I sit, while caressing excellence.
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it was a long wait for this next post, icy, but as always, it was worth it. you are the best. and I'm certain you must be WAYYYY too sexy for your shoes, LOL!
I lack superlatives, Icy my friend. I simply lack the superlatives.
You're writing a play? You're writing for a publication?
One day, you'll be able to write as completely honestly as you want to. Just hang in there!
"they make me want to spit..." ME TOO!! I say that all of the time...spit equals release--ahhhh! lol
SHOES!!--again we connect; I prefer a different pair for each outfit...so sexy!!
Screw the headhunters--YOU ARE ICY; YOU ARE POWERFUL; YOU ARE EXCELLENCE!!!!! (((HUG)))
Happy Thanksgiving Icy!!!
Icy, I really miss you girl, and I hope everything's fine. Keep going, keep the faith, and as my mother says, God always has a plan for each of us. I think it's for us to find that plan and work it.
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