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reinventionsreena.com
The city flows in my bloodstream. How do I separate this from my being? It has loved, hated, mocked, and accepted me, driving me towards different points at different times. I lost track of my destination as I sprinted across the roads to meet the day's target. Meanwhile, the city tiptoed through my being, transforming... |
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mymindmappings.com
This post was written in response to Reena's Xploration Challenge. This week's RXC prompt number is #450, and Reena has given us the image below to ponder and to offer our thoughts. Here are my thoughts. I grew up in the FiftiesMy dad worked six days a weekTwelve hours a dayPutting a house over our... |
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mymindmappings.com
This post was written in response to Reena's Xploration Challenge. This week's RXC prompt number is #446, and Reena has provided us with three intriguing quotes: We are all made of stardust, trying to remember the sky. Reality is a mirror polished by imagination. To know yourself is to meet a stranger every day. Reena... |
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lifeafter50forwomen.com
Calm waters, idyllic surroundingsa perfect setting for an ideal lifewho knowswhat goes on within the genteel facade A window to nature and beyondfrom... Within/Without |
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