Unfortunately, Chris Christie, it appears to be so. But you’re not so good yourself, either, so you’ll be okay
Funny thing is that has pretty much been our faces since the day Donald Trump announced he was running — now you got to see it live on TV.
After so many days, weeks, and months together, it was time to go our separate ways. Part of it will be missed; part of it will not. But the reality is we must make room for the new gal or guy that inevitably comes and settles in every three hundred and sixty-five. I know — melancholy’s hand makes its way up to your throat and soon enough it is hard to talk. Thinking of the could’ve beens, or of which was and now makes you feel proud. It’s sad to say goodbye… Adiós, number 5.
Just like they say it in the song,
until the dawn
let’s Marvin Gaye and get it on!
And that, friends, is SOATD’s post of the day.
To feel your flame fanning my feet. It’s these little moments for which I live. As long as I can do this, it is not so bad that the pages of my calendar have turned to October and the marble floors are a frozen sea. As long as I can do this, let that inevitable cycle go on again and again.
‘Long as I can turn on the heat.
Staring into a volcano; getting lost in my thoughts, wishing it didn’t burn to feel you so close. Like the rain, you make me find words in my head very deep. Our chemistry helps me breathe. Here, nothing matters. My Raynaud’s is forgotten. Just as pumpkin-cinnamon-apple-spice is a cliché, you are worth the repeat.
But I’ll run away. Unfortunately, sometimes, I’ll leave. Nothing’s perfect, you see. Though the moment equals infinity, your flame is short-lived. Promises should be eternal. I’ll be searching for the conditional warmth that your current brings across other unconditional seas.
I only hated school twice in my life: the last year of high school and my last year(s) of college — both being absolute chronic cases of senioritis (self-diagnosed). Other than that, I was the nerd who couldn’t wait to put her new pencil to use. That might explain why I wasn’t appointed the cool girl in town. Past tense, okay? But in the end, it worked out just fine for me.
The race to be the coolest kid is still a thing, I believe, so I have some back-to-school words of advice for those who feel the pressure: School isn’t a kewwl contest but a learning center! Smart is the new cool, anyway. 😎
By the way, congratulations, parents, on getting back your freedom! So I hear…
Any cool school stories?
Because, what are we fighting for? (Rhetorical question)
I’m just a fan of peace, people. I just want P E A C E ! Plus, even though I wouldn’t have had a problem, I’m dying to visit Cuba under normal circumstances. 😛
¡Vámonos pa’ Cuba!
I’m the kind who would have a good bowl of soup any time, any season. It really is a bummer when I’m craving a soup and I go to a restaurant (because I’m no cook), look at the soup of the day and it says, “Gazpacho.”
That’s why I stick around Chinatown! Menus change according to the season, I get that, but some of us don’t mind the heat. 😉
The cows come home…
Now what are you going to do?
It’s a free country, and she knows it! Also, don’t drink and drive; learn from Liberty!
Happy Independence Day, USA!