There could have been no two hearts so open,. No tastes so similar, no feelings so in unison, no. Now they were as strangers;. Nay, worse than strangers, for they could never become. It was a perpetual estrangement. This journal is unused, I mean, yes Im still here but I dont post here, so no point in adding me at all. Im sure that if youre here for my icons you can go here.

The worlds most wonderful cupcakes! Friday, 21 September 2007.

A Food Blog that shares tried and true recipes, and my passion for cooking and baking with a garnish of beginning gardening and some travel. Saturday, May 16, 2015. 160;I never tire of my scenic commute from our home in the Salinas Valley burbs, that eventually leads to Highway One along the coast of the Monterey Bay. Beautiful! Im surrounded by so much agriculture, and acres and acres of Driscoll berries.

Sorry for the delay in the second part of the story. Maybe it had to do with all the turkey and stuffing I ate. If not by ice, then by fire, as Robert Frost said. I turned to face the two figures. The woman threw back her he.

Searching for Meaning Amid the Chaos. Reserve your right to think, for even to think wrongly is better than not to think at all.