The way to move an alligator out of road is to pour water under it. It interups it’s sunning time! I learned this from the police officers that did just this. It works. Within minutes the alligator moved with no trauma to anyone. I love the fact everyone was mellow and gentle.
I hate wearing a bra. I hate those shirts that are thin straps with the built in elastic with double the fabric. I hate sport bras. Anything that restricts my chest, I hate!!!!!!!!!!
That is a lot of hatred.
I think the reason I have all this hatred is because society, especially my children, expect me to where a bra. When I don’t they cringe. So I wear the bra to not freak everyone out and it squeezes my heart for way too many hours a day. It squeezes all the love out of my heart and leaves all this hatred. Any chance I get I unhook my bra to let the love back in.
I really need to go up north for a while in the winter and bundle up in all those sweaters so I can build up the love. I need to build up the love.
I think I sound crazy. Can’t blame it on a hat because I hate hats. Nobody makes me wear a hat though. So I have nothing to blame the crazy on.
My friend and me took a walk down the beach today.
I really enjoyed the company.
This is the kind of friend that makes you feel so comfortable, no pressure to talk to them but yet they stay close by.
They are just like me but an uncomplicated me.
They don’t worry about how they look; they just enjoy the essence of who they are as if they are ageless.
There is a cute little zip in the way they walk, as if they haven’t a care in the world.
Yes, it was a great beach walk; my shadow and me walking side by side.
My only complaint is that this friend only shows up when everything is sunny and bright, they never come around when life is dark and gloomy.
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