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That's almost a poem, maybe we should get @SmilingLez or @SamanthaBehgs in here to help you finish it.I know that i had it in my pocket. there must be a hole. Perhaps the plot bunnies have been into my closet?
I know that i had it in my pocket. there must be a hole. Perhaps the plot bunnies have been into my closet?
That's almost a poem, maybe we should get @SmilingLez or @SamanthaBehgs in here to help you finish it.
Hope you find it soon though.
Have some hugs.They just had to run a "stand up for cancer" moment during the world series.![]()
Mine left months ago.I know that i had it in my pocket. there must be a hole. Perhaps the plot bunnies have been into my closet?

Mine left months ago.
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I know that i had it in my pocket. there must be a hole. Perhaps the plot bunnies have been into my closet?
That's almost a poem, maybe we should get @SmilingLez or @SamanthaBehgs in here to help you finish it.
Hope you find it soon though.
Not always easy to do, but sometimes you just have to make some more.I know that i had it in my pocket. there must be a hole. Perhaps the plot bunnies have been into my closet?
I think yours went out with mine. I must have lost it somewhere between my front door and the bus.I know that i had it in my pocket. there must be a hole. Perhaps the plot bunnies have been into my closet?
Well....I'm allready down with cancer and standing is a hard task at times....They just had to run a "stand up for cancer" moment during the world series.![]()
Joy and HappinessLove challenges. If only dialogue would be this easy.
I kept it in my
pocket; felt the empty seam.
A sly hole, of course.
Plot bunnies munched through my coat,
nesting stories in the dark.
I love this last stanzaI check my pockets again,
just in case they find their way home,
a laugh in the lining,
a smile caught on a thread.
It's a kind of a mantra I keep telling myself.I love this last stanza
I know that this is just a form of pseudo-suicide, so that I should not do it and take another step in that direction.contemplating removing all my Lit presence for the second time in the last few days.
Why?
Don't know.
It wouldn't help
Might even hurt
if more hurt is possible
but feel like I'm just spinning my wheels here
and the more my wheels spin, the more the depression becomes anxiety becomes depression
contemplating removing all my Lit presence for the second time in the last few days.
Why?
Don't know.
It wouldn't help
Might even hurt
if more hurt is possible
but feel like I'm just spinning my wheels here
and the more my wheels spin, the more the depression becomes anxiety becomes depression
In the song by Ne-Yo, "Time of Our Lives", Pitbull weighs in with:I know that i had it in my pocket. there must be a hole. Perhaps the plot bunnies have been into my closet?
there is no joy. perhaps the ploy bunnies ate it. Or what i thought was the sound of a pebble falling into the pit of despair was really my joy.Park those thoughts, they
Park those thoughts, they don't bring you anything. I’ve been where you are and sometimes I get there again.
Don't cut of what brings you Joy, just pause it if it gets too much.