Today Is "pretend To Be A Time Traveler Day": It Is December 8, 1918 And We're Well-into What's Being

Oh, I'm glad this is still making the rounds...it's one of my favorites among all your stunning work.

First snow.  She just found out it doesn’t melt on her skin anymore. She can’t feel cold. She barely feels anything.

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Found a few friends on this little holiday...Will show when I have bandwidth again.

Oh, bloody Hell! I laughed so hard at this... What a dork Jespar can be!

I can’t stop laughing, for some reason Jespar wouldn’t stop sneaking or grinning like a madman and he kinda forgot about the concept of personal space

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He'd seen them all: lovers, liars, dreamers, and pretenders. He'd seen the lucky and those whom luck had forsaken; winners and losers... and cheaters.

Some were here to "go somewhere"; some were here because they had nowhere to go. Some came to nourish the soul; some came to forget they had one.

Most were as ordinary as the summer day is long; a few seemed to have stepped in from another world.

This  was the place where deals were struck, promises were made, and  broken; where one might find a soul mate or a bed mate, or may take in the flow and tangle of voices, melodies, and bodies from a lonely corner.

None of them stayed for long, though.  Dreams faded, plans faltered; the appeal lost its luster in the light of day, with strong coffee in the mug rather than ale. Perhaps some of the ambitious ones, or the lucky ones, moved on to pursue those plans and dreams.  He didn't know... none ever stayed for long -- except for one, and she curled into the crook of his arm every night after cleaning up the messes. 

jespar: hey, you okay?

prophet: what is…okay?

jespar: maybe get some rest?

prophet: my resting heart rate registers as a…

prophet: panic attack.

I was about 4 and said to my dad, "Screw you!" He wheeled on me with ferocity unforeseen and I couldn't figure out why...I thought it meant using a screwdriver. I mean, he said it all the time; what else could he have been talking about?

story time: i taught my little cousin her first longer word when she was very young. i taught her to say “tax benefits”. and to this day my aunt still doesn’t know where she got it from, but it was a hilarious sight to see a little toddler waddling around the house, wearing a big diaper, all the while yelling “TAX BENEFITS!!!!”

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Fresh perspective (for me, at least) on my loathsome lack of flawlessness

So, what constitutes this exquisite food in which you are indulging? Is it burgers? Salads? Fruit? Mashed who-knows-what that just tastes divine?