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By Mrs. Messiness, on April 16th, 2009%

32.

Thirty-two.

Thurteeeeee. Toooooo.

That used to be what old people were, remember? Remember when we were young and thought about our parents ages and how we would look and act and talk when (and if) we were that age?

And remember how we figured we would be flying cars and eating our meals in capsule-form . . . → Read More: 32

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The letter that no one wrote, years ago

By Mrs. Messiness, on March 24th, 2009%

I know you are terrified. I know its scary and hard and you are alone. You want it to be over quickly and quietly, and you want to feel in control of this situation. You figure this is the only option and no one can tell you any differently; they don’t get it. They don’t know . . . → Read More: The letter that no one wrote, years ago

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Bring it on.

By Mrs. Messiness, on December 9th, 2008%

I am not sure I have ever voiced this – but the beginnings have always terrified me; endings, not so much. I suppose I have always figured that endings are inevitable – usually sad, but inevitable, just the same. Obviously, the only way to avoid an ending is to avoid the beginnings.. thus my . . . → Read More: Bring it on.

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