be random what is now when is then where is email who i am how it is why it is leave a note? share me, share you make me smile thank you other journals (of course I should be sleeping) (what's life got to do with it?) about me (too much to know at once) friend? (tic tic tic, toc) BE MY GUEST (BOOK) << MISSING �SOMETHING? >> the bottom line who can when i had the time the first of december (has another song) what i do < ? me # > < ? harrychapin # > < ? Random Acts of Journaling # > < ? Poetic Voices # > < ? The Write Club # > < ? Nights Awake # > < ? Fluid # > < ? Adopted # > < ? Childlike # > < ? Poets-Muse # > < ? Five Hundred # > < ? As You Wish # > temporary place holder ()))CRAYON-BOX)))> published blogmad! varb? �2015 CANDOR COMMUNICATIONS IF YOU WANT TO USE THE WORDS FOR ANY REASON TALK TO ME |
what, now? yes, so there are more entries in progress and once again candora was sidetracked by life or something like that and this one may or may not be a placholder for some other entry and there probably will be a bit of rearranging of entries when I finally flush the queue (which is a creatively healthy thing to do on a regular basis), but for now, just because I am willing to believe there are people out there interested and caring about the candora I can be (as opposed to the whiney crap I put elsewhere... shhhh, I won't spoil your pity parties, but don't expect them in my real world and we'll get along from afar just fine), I am giving you this what's up kinda of behind the scenes moment (so much busy nothing stuff and life bouncing around, and nobody knows it but me... wait, is that an old Garth Brooks song?)... let the magic continue in spite of it...
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I love you all for coming... for reading all these words for every click feels like more love (I know that sounds absurd) if I could only tell you... one thing more tonight I'd say I wish you could come home with me and be my friends for life |