Scars and Hearts or maybe Hearts and Scars

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cruella con neighbor

Oh, I know you think that’s probably about someone else. Nuh-uh. No way. Sometimes I can just level you with my honesty. So my neighbors, who I affectionately refer to as the boys like to make noise for most parts… Continue Reading →

theatrics and the knife of common sense

Oh man, I need to ease right up, sister. I have this thing with running away. I need to stop doing that and looking at what’s laid out in front of me. Lisa and I were speaking about running off… Continue Reading →

heaven is a ride on the back of a motorcycle, actually

(1:44 pm) I think I had a span of time yesterday which was probably about as close to heaven as I have been in several years…and I can give credit to one of what is now 16 dudes I have… Continue Reading →

It’s like Groundhog’s day every day

I have been very fascinated with this notion that every day I wake up is a complete and total blank slate. This is primarily because it looks the same every single day. Perfectly blue skies, no clouds, sun beating down…. Continue Reading →

some new things to see. me and my life from July 11th-August 8th, 2011.

A large sampling from those specific days, in almost sequential order. july 2011 July 11, 2011 July 11, 2011 July 2011 July 2011 Brenda and Carol and I normal drive home here my volcano my front door my work place… Continue Reading →

dating in denver when you’re deanna

Clearly I need to be banned from online dating. I don’t even know what to say about it, except to say…one day you might read about it. I mean, I am telling you–my experiences literally run the gamut…and I have… Continue Reading →

zen and the art of transportation

As I was walking back from my morning jaunt to get get coffee this morning, it occurred to me I really really love public transportation. I like the whole communal thing, the convenience, the romance of it all. Perhaps it… Continue Reading →

deep thoughts by deanna

One thing is for sure, when you spend as much time alone as I do, you tend to recognize things through the processes of over-thinking. Over-thinking to the point of decimation, over-stressing to the point of frustration. Here are a… Continue Reading →

and the hits just keep on coming

I have been thinking quite a bit lately. Okay, so thinking is probably not the correct way of illuminating this idea, given I think all day long, but anyways, yes, I have been fixating on what has negatively influenced the… Continue Reading →

attributing meaning when there doesn’t seem to be any around

It’s 4:36 am right now and most of you are sleeping, resting in your slumber. I, on the other hand, am not sleeping, nor do I think I care much at this moment. My mind has been a terribly abusive… Continue Reading →

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