The best thing bout dinner? Dessert! Not necessary but o so yummeee! (time:9:09 am) For me, a dinner is complete without a dessert, tho don’t know bout you; it just tops it off so much better. It’s like that tiny little extra. And once you’ve tasted a little bit of that sweetness; you keep coming back (time:9:11 am) for more.
My dinner has been served and eaten (draft saved:9:11:11 am!!) I’m guessing starting (word count:73) somewhere in February and dinner was finished somewhere in May. Tho it’s a rough guess. It seems that my dessert is bigger and more than I anticipated. Or could ever anticipate. I’m still working on my dessert. It’s terribly filling and at times sooooo incredibly sweet. Yes, the amount and depth at times is really overwhelming me.
I dunno why my dessert is so big. I makes me flip, just like when I found out I was writing a script. Let’s talk bout my sis. Yes, the one who used to ignore this miss. She is now doing the opposite. I really deeply love my sis. And her lovely kids! Without her I could not have done this unexpected trip. She lets me be. Free. Doesn’t expect anything from me. She lets me laugh when I need it, she calls me when I feel it.
I can only hope I am or will be (word count:222) as much as a support to her like she is to me right now. tho she’s got a great man. And he will and can be there for her. Me? I got myself. Tho I really strongly do feel there is also someone else. He’s just not yet physically (word count:273) standing beside me. But I know he will. That would be such a thrill!
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What if you have no siblings? No one who can relate to being born into the same blood related fate? What if you had a bro or sis, like the dad of this miss; and she died? I do know without me sis here right now: I’d be fried. (word count:333)
Fried food I don’t do. Dessert? My heart does joohoo! My sis is a part of my soul family bliss! And look at this! My sis directed me to my soul families’ bliss. She pointed out to me: “Look!” ‘I want you to meet your long lost family!” Dreams most times are symbolic. My sis is moving to the mountains. I know my soul family lives in Whis. A village in the mountains, in Canada BC.
Alegria? Spanish for Joy and happiness. I’ve done my utmost and tiresome best to work on this gift for my soul family. I hate to come empty handed. This writing kept my hands tied. I had no space to give other than this. I hope you like it! It’s just me. Unconditionally. Good, bad, fat, sad or ugly: I am me. (word count:473) Do I mind a fatty in a movie? Nope, I don’t. Fat just is. What is, is love. When you are ok with you, I am too!! (word count:500) Am I now talking to me… or you? I’m guessing; it’s me I’m slapping.
Guess Britney is back in da pic. Who did I just hit? Me! (Published:10:01 am)