Daily Arizona
It’s official! The Cushman’s new home! I’m never going back to the snow and you can’t make me. -OM 44.1
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About Me
My about me https://aopinionatedman.com/harsh-reality/ -OM 44.1
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-OM 44.1
Thanksgiving 2019
Turkey and dinner. -OM 44.1
Problem solved
I don’t think the E Coli is from the harvested lettuce originally. I’ve watched at the store as human after
Noooo!!!
I said white powder from the sky! Not snow… I can’t wait to move to Arizona! It’s not pretty. I
Teardrop
Teardrop I once followed a teardrop till she had run out of sadness. She turned to me as the end
How my day went
I got up at midnight for a bowl of cereal. Opened the brand new box, whatever worker sealed that bag
Moving
I’m moving to Arizona soon. Should make for some interesting new dailies! No more snow! Unless I come back to
Daily
It is obvious to me the ones that didn’t learn to wait their turn as children. They’re the ones that
She
She flutters, time stutters, then seems to start again. As she falters. What started this? The beginning and the end.
The spread of gloom
I’m guilty of it. The worst thing each morning at work is to come into a meeting and hear how
When it isn’t as big as you expected
As I take on new hobbies and let old hobbies go, I decided to buy some gold. I know. Judge
Daily Arizona
-OM 44.1
Poem
I dreamed a dream, within a dream. No diamond rings, no pretty things. These evil things, what do they mean
Leadership
The most frustrating part is seeing the difference between active and passive leaders. Those that lead and take charge, and
Depression Settles at the Bottom
I don’t view depression as waves, at least not for me. My depression feels like white flakes in a snow
Daily Colorado
My boy went to the VET today. He was a trooper though. -OM
Spring, Summer, Fall, and Winter
For my wife- She comes into your life and brings nature’s blessing. And with her entrance comes a curse of
Daily Colorado
It feels good to be home. -OM
My Daily
Yes I speak English!!!!!!!!!!!!! If one more asshole asks me that, after having just spoken to me and hearing English
Open me
Open me, come open me. Open up my heart. Remind me where we came from by showing me the start.
Silhouettes
I caught a glimpse of a silhouette against the light a moon had wept. The silver tendrils of goodbye drifted
Memory Eternal
I saw it in the heavens, in the stars. A host of new angels traveling somewhere far. Their flight was
Not alone
Nothing is brighter than a failing star. One day there, the next day gone. Morning light swallowed by the night.
