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Somebody’s Home

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 Just can’t come to the door right now At the gate, but missed the gun I can't start, but I'm not done Fortune never smiled at me It left me on my own Someone cracked the hour glass Shattered time and scattered past Set in stone, you can't un-cast The die once thrown And I'm in here with the blinds all drawn I can hear you but I can't respond Though the lights are on, just don't give up 'cause somebody's home Somebody's home Your eyes betray your sympathy But your eyes can't see inside of me Maybe there's nothing to see I guess we'll never know And I'm in here with the blinds all drawn I can hear you but I can't respond Though the lights are on, just don't give up 'cause somebody's home Somebody's home All the things I never said All still here inside my head All the plans you had for me All that will never be Oh, but don't give up on me I see more than you think I see Can anyone hear me, oh? And I'm in her...

Hope Is What Remains

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“The arrow flies while you breathe The hours tick away, the cells tick away The Watchmaker has time up his sleeve The hours tick away, they tick away The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect So hard to earn, so easily burned . . .  The future disappears into memory With only a moment between Forever dwells in that moment Hope is what remains to be seen.” —————— “The Garden” by Rush.  Songwriters: Alex Lifeson / Geddy Lee / Neil Elwood Peart

Happy Breakfast Club Day

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  On March 24, 1984, five students at Shermer High School report at 7:00 a.m. for an all-day detention: socially awkward Brian Johnson, volatile wrestler Andrew Clark, shy loner Allison Reynolds, popular snob Claire Standish, and rebellious delinquent John Bender.

A Day Out

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Work is killing me right now. One person calls out and the whole schedule is destroyed. I’m still looking for a better job. Never know when I’m going to get rest and it’s weighing on me. Having to work night shift next four nights so wanted to get fresh air and sunshine before plunging into the nights. At least I get lots of reading done. Not a good environment for writing though. Took Critter to “The Big Library” downtown to play for a couple hours. Enjoy! Bottom “kids” floor of the library 

A coff o’ cuppe

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Booting up takes longer nowadays. No sudden moves. 

Critter Time!

 

Tiny Purple Flowers

 

Welcome, March

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