In memory of October 7th

 Today is October 7th. It marks a day in the past history where a lot of Jewish people lost their life. So I’m posting this in honor of all the lost souls of October 7th.

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Friday the 13th

 Happy Friday the 13th to everyone in the world.

No I do not lick unicorns

 I had a typo. But to clear up my last blog. No I do not want to lick anything especially a horse. Ew

My own update on me

 I do not want my words to be misunderstood or misdirected towards someone else. I just mean to say that you can be sitting next to the most important person to you at the time and then you ignore them to make a point. I should pay more attention to my own surroundings. I thought that was the point. I assumed I was paying attention. Well now I am sorry. My good intentions have adhd or I don’t know. I am alone. I live alone. But I care for someone. I do not know how much. He has a lot of tattoos. It is interesting to me. I am curious about him. Just really curious and extremely attracted to him. He is talking to this other person. I do not say anything to him. He lives way off in another state. I am just venting. It is raining here. I need a soda. I meet a lot of interesting people online. 

 

Echoes of gardens by me

 I came up with an idea for a new story. 

I do not know what I want to do with my original idea. 

It’s not a Hollywood idea. 

There was once a great king. He had a daughter. He loved the princess more than anything. The king was busy. He had no time to talk to his prized daughter. Only time for his prized business to make as much money as possible. 

The king would give his beautiful daughter piles of gold and all the beautiful dolls. 

One day he realized that when he came home from business, the best gift to himself was to hear his beautiful princess speak. Music to his ears. 

So the king had a composer and a tinker make a set of jewelry boxes for the princess. Each box played beautiful music when it was opened. 

Each box also displayed a new beautiful scent when played. While the music played a different flower or sweet filled the room. One smelled like rose while another smelled like vanilla.

When the princess was a teenager she met a boy who caught her full attention. 

The princess wanted to share with the young man how he made her feel. She got the composure to write a beautiful piece of music. She invited the boy over to hear it professionally performed.

He did not understand.

It broke the princess' heart because she thought he didn't like it. 

The king wanted to know what broke her heart.

The king read the princess' diary. She found the words to paint a stained glass display of her pain. 

The king realized that he never taught her to talk to others. Only to buy affection. 

So he taught her to speak in silence with sign. 

The princess finally spoke to the young man and he finally understood. He felt the same way. 

Happy early card day

I'm not in love yet. I just wanted to say Happy early Valentine's Day tomorrow.

I found some neat art online for the oh so happy occasion.