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Kicked in Ribs
I, coincidentally, am the back-of-the-coffee-shop mystery. I bring thrifted books, sharpies, and sharp eyes. I scribble blackout poetry and sip on iced coffee and listen to James Arthur and pop my fingers again and again. My tote bags are overflowing with straw wrappers, Midliner highlighters, and forgotten stories.
Macy Lynn EvridgePublished 2 years ago in Journal15 Best Places to Visit in Sri Lanka
Cities like Colombo and Kandy allow tourists to explore the island's interesting history, which spans from prehistoric times through the colonial era to the present. There are eight UNESCO World Heritage Sites on this very small island where such past is still present.
indika sampathPublished 2 years ago in JournalWhat Vitamins Help With Weight Loss?
What Vitamins Help With Weight Loss? Do you want to lose weight? Are you looking for a way to speed up your metabolism and burn more calories? If so, then you may be wondering if taking vitamins can help. In this article, we will discuss the role that vitamins play in weight loss and whether or not they can help you achieve your goals. We will also provide a list of what vitamins help with weight loss.
Weight loss healthy tipsPublished 2 years ago in JournalSummer of 1975
As I lay awake in my full-sized bed, in what was formerly the nursery, a room so small it could support but one more piece of furniture, a chest--I felt fur tickling my cheek. A cold dread drenched me and a fear hit so great it sucked the breathe out of me. But it was just dark, a Saturday night in the middle of summer. One of those magical summer nights of childhood. I was young enough to have to be in bed by 9:30 but usually milked it to more like 10:00 (with excuses like "a glass of water? A tissue?" "I'm hot" or "I've got to pee"). Still, the beautiful residual light of the day painted a subdued rosy glow onto my ceiling through my lace doily curtains. Curtains, I might add, that made me feel terribly grown up. The "growing up" of the room had taken place on my 12th birthday, four months before. The full-sized bed replaced a twin, a white wicker chest replaced an old ratty wood chest that was destined for the trash; those beautiful white curtains appeared, and a sunny yellow daisy wall paper covered the walls. I carefully made my bed every morning with my very grown up white chenille bedspread. Of course the precise placement of my stuffed animals (all 12 of them) with the last addition of my most prized possession, Buzzy the doll, made for the perfect room.
Jack WhalenPublished 2 years ago in JournalProm Night
Prom season is in full swing, and high school seniors everywhere are making that transition out of school and into the real world. Dresses are being chosen, tuxedos are getting rented, and limousines are getting reserved. Parties are being discussed and dates are being secured. The energy of enthusiasm and excitement is in the air, and it has awoken distant memories of my own prom night, which was now nearly 20 years ago.
Amanda SpradlinPublished 2 years ago in JournalThoughts Blume!
Conversations with people are always a thing to look out for. Sometimes, they throw exciting insights and a basic questionnaire of what runs in a mind. When you are in a whole new place or amongst a new crowd, this exercise of conversations takes an intense turn, especially when you are an active cell.
Govardhan PinniPublished 3 years ago in JournalNostalgic Marketing And Why It Works
If there’s one thing that’s got us through the COVID-19 pandemic and multiple national lockdowns, it’s indulging in nostalgia.
Alicia WalkerPublished 3 years ago in JournalStorage Room
Living in a small town has a lot of cons to some people. I look at living in a small town a pro not a con. Everybody knows each other and everyone on some level watches out for each other. I was a child in the 60's and a teenager in the 70's. I also got married in the late 70's. My family and friends are very important to me and close. A tight knit crew. My friend Gina and I have known each other since we were toddlers in the church nursery. We went to the same church the same school and our families knew each other. She is truly one of my dearest friends. As little girls we used to stay at each other's houses often. We were always together at school and did a lot of things together. We were both into writing in our journals, we documented everything that happened. We both loved little dolls and we had so many we finally put a few away in a box and we wrapped it in paper. We both wrote a note to each other and put it in the box too. We cut the middle of our hands so there was blood and pressed our hands together making us blood sisters. As we grew we both were attracted to boys and them to us, of course in fourth grade we all changed boyfriends about once a week or so. We liked to ride bikes and go swimming in a neighbors pond. We would take our bikes and head to what we called the swimming hole. We would take snacks and drinks and even then we both loved to listen to music and sing along sometimes. We both still love music. Gina is a bit more into Country music but I am all Rock and Roll. The older we got moving into middle school we were both cheerleaders together. We called each other each night to make sure we were both caught up on all the gossip. One of us might have missed something at school. A normal conversation might be I can't believe that our friend Todd ate the teacher's goldfish in math class today. She would say it almost made me sick and I just said Todd is nuts but we still cared about him. We had several characters in our grade. To this day we both keep up with classmates from school. I try to keep in touch as much as I can with life being the way it is, busy. This year Gina and I got to meet two other girls, well ladies now, old ladies I might add that we went to school with. Our one friend has a house boat and the four of us met up and went to Arkansas to hang on the boat for the weekend. We brought games to play and a few movies but never had time for that. From the moment we got there until the moment we left we all talked non-stop. We would fix out breakfast in the morning and eat breakfast out on the dock by the boat. Cups of Coffee were had each morning. We would all get fixed up to go out and eat lunch and do some shopping. We would get food while we were out for dinner in the evenings. We always had music going but no TV or no game play just talking. We all have known each other since first grade so there were many past things and present things to talk about. We just had a great time. It was a get away I needed so bad. Months before out trip to Arkansas my husband had undergone a double lung transplant and Gina and her husband were there to help us when he got out of the hospital. They took me grocery shopping and were always checking on us. We had to stay in the big city in an apartment for months before we could come home. This trip was what I needed to get myself back on course. We decided that we would get together at least once a year from now on. Since we are all now in our 60's we move a bit slower than we used to but we all can talk a blue streak, me most of all. I just have too many words. My mind never stops. One day this week I was cleaning my storage building and I saw this box wrapped in paper, I wondered what it was. I for some reason had not seen this box in many years. I really didn't know what was inside it so I opened it and began to cry. It was our box, the one Gina and I had put things in to keep. It had a little blood on the top of the box. I thought how strange it had been in storage for years many many years and now I had found it. My first thought was to get on the phone and call Gina but then I decided not to call, wait until all of us get together again and take the box with me. It will be a great surprise for Gina.
Kathy TaylorPublished 3 years ago in JournalWe Buy Coins Online
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cashforanycoinsPublished 3 years ago in JournalThe Scariest Secret? They are taking it with them.
We are sleepwalking through our daily lives. We turn on our computers click, scroll, buy what we want. We deposit money online using mobile phones. We groan when we hit the 'submit' button for our taxes. Or smile when the screen tells us our car insurance is reduced or our unemployment insurance is increased. We do it all and more without thinking twice about what makes it work. Or not work?
David GrebowPublished 3 years ago in JournalHave you ever felt this way?
Has this ever happened to you? Just sitting by and waiting for an opportunity for the coach to call your name and he never does. Then like every time before you go home broken and dejected your feelings hurt. You feel like you are a contributor because you don't miss practice and you give one hundred percent but, your coach feels you aren't good enough. Then a game like this one as described in the song happens and the coach doesn't understand why.
Lawrence Edward HincheePublished 3 years ago in JournalPassionate Pieces
Over the course of my life, very few "things" remained constant for me to finally realize the difference between like and love. Entering into full adult mode, I finally found that neither like nor love held any comparison to something called passion. With passion I realized that the ambers that were there the whole time in the background, started to stoke a fire within.
Jody RandallPublished 3 years ago in Journal