another unaltered day ~
we
cough up
vow-covered moth balls,
shake our fists
at the heavens
and then
pick up old habits
along with the morning paper.
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Another Wandering Soul 
old habits…does this mean what I think it means? xx
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depends on what you think it means! lol
we bitch and moan that nothing changes on this planet, vow to do better… and pick it up where we left off in the morning.
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I was thinking toothpicks 🙂
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haha no… all still good on the toothpick front 😉 i’m gnawing eagerly…
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Excellent – wish I could be a gnawer – well done you! *hugs* 🙂
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you can be… just beware of splinters 😉
thank you… far from over yet, but i am fighting…
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that’s the main thing my lovely 🙂 x
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🙂
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so easy to fall into
old habits
and before you know it
whole years
are gone.
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very, very true.
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Don’t we just
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😉
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