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My journal is my psychoanalyst

My journal is the most loyal friend I ever had.  He listens to me late at night when  just won’t shut up about feeling hurt from a lost friendship from childhood, when I want to tell him all about my dreams for the future and these pure love societies where all humans see the divinity… Read More My journal is my psychoanalyst

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The eloquence and absurdity of Gravestone epitaphs

Today I went to the nature preserve 10 minutes away from where I live to sit and journal for a few hours. Contained in the preserve is a castle overlooking the Long Island Sound (bay).  There was a couple dressed in formal attire posing for photos with a professional photographer roughly 100 yards away from the bench… Read More The eloquence and absurdity of Gravestone epitaphs

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