House Made of Driftwood

© C. m ART z  2015 Click to Enlarge
© C. m ART z 2015
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Every house where love abides
And friendship is a guest,
Is surely home, and home sweet home
For there the heart can rest.
Henry Van Dyke

Photo taken on Boca Chica Road, Key West, Florida

House made of driftwood and stone

… And Stuff Like That. « Lornas Voice

Had to press it. My daughter just asked what ….  meant ? Perfect

Ending sentences with so…: “The grocery store was a freaking zoo today…so…”  And then you stop.  ”I made salad for lunch…so…”  I wait, but nothing more follows.  ”I decided this relationship isn’t working for me and I’m moving out…so…”  Silence.  For an uncomfortably long time.  Is there more you want to tell me and I have to beg for details?  Is that the game we’re playing?  Did you want to stay in control of the dialog and you’re just waiting for the next set of synapses to fire?  Have you forgotten how to formulate a declarative sentence?  Are you just trying to drive me bonkers?So…? So tell me! Don’t leave me hanging here. Throw me a…a…mouse or something.

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