Domestic Interior
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All this loss.
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Practice.
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Namaste.
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posted by tearful dishwasher at 10:55 AM
Wednesday, October 06, 2010
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All this loss.
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Practice.
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Namaste.
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About Me
- Name: tearful dishwasher
- Location: U.S. Outlying Islands
Fully engaged in the whole catastrophe
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- It Will Be Wonderful By and By.
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8 Comments:
I know just how you feel, Tearful.
Thank you for putting a shape to it and for leaving spaces in the shape, too.
Greetings to you from New Zealand.
Take care over there.
Claire
Claire-
Thank you so much. I'll take care, you do the same.
All best-
Scott
I have been absent too long and there are so many new posts. My domestic experiences have left me...that's it, they have left me. Surviving is a measure of something, and it is something that matters. Your art and writings are terse and eloquent.
Marylinn-
I'm so sorry. Sounds like you're going through tough times. It seems to be going around right now. Of course, it's the human condition.
Terse and eloquent.
I like that. Thank you.
yrs-
Scott
Okay, I'm keeping this one. It's going to be attached to a minor key insignificant little play I wrote called Dinner Party for the Dead. Thank you for all of this, huckleberry. haha.
Your solitude suits you.
love, d
Deirdre-
Woot.
love-
tearful dishwarsher
Not tougher times at the moment, though I thank you for compassion, just your art reminding me that some dramas are in the past. We count our blessings.
If you don't count 'em, damn sure nobody else will count them for you.
yrs-
tearful
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