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Scramblings of a former housewife on the here, the now and the dreams allowed to slip by, and why, sometimes, it just doesn't matter.

Monday, July 19, 2010

Pretending

I used to pretend everything was different. Outsiders would never have guessed. I don't even have the energy to pretend any longer. Not even just for me.

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Welcome to this session

By clicking onto my website, you have agreed to be my shrink for the next few minutes while you surf. There is no couch, but please feel free to take notes. Oh, and there is coffee over on the counter. Leave your bill with my secretary as you go.