The dark, thin air crackles with the threat of a coming ice storm. Treebranch fingers twist their sharp patterns against the low set of the winter sun, the cold air sharpening the edges of each branch and twig into knifepoints.It is a lonely, gray Christmas morning filled with little promise.
The world is ending in three days. List three things that you would do before you die.
I would make love with a good looking stranger who would be a perfect lover, I'm sure. LOL
I would tell everyone I know I loved them and why.
I would try something I was too afraid to risk; perhaps jump out of an airplane.
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Quote of the day: During my whole life, I had been too quick with my answers. Glibness was simply a method to fend off people when they came too close. Pat Conroy "Beach Music"Chosen because this could possibly be hitting too close to home for me, and spoke of something I may need to examine about myself.
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