THOUGHTS AND THINGS
The First 30
Years- The College Years
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People should take the bus through life
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I hate nuns and bigots.
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Love and laughter is all I am after.
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Getting up before the sun is a sign of
impatience.
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I like pesticides. I like to know that my tomatoes do not have
worms.
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Live loose and travel light.
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I tend to minimize my
accomplishments. But let’s be real,
anything I do, anyone else can do just as well. Right?
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I haven’t voted in the presidential
election since pat Paulsen stopped running.
I think he could have been the best person for the job.
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I want to be a rock and roll star when I
grow up. I can’t carry a tune. I can’t remember the lyrics and I have no
sense of rhythm. What I lack in talent,
I make up in enthusiasm.
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The cold air makes me depressed.
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I don’t like to seat. It I unladylike.
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As a teenager, whenever I had to tell my
mother anything that may have caused an argument, I always told her in the
grocery store. I knew she wouldn’t cause
a scene there.
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When I was 12, I volunteered to take the
blind kids to church on Sunday. That was
an honor for me.
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I like to sit on the beach and watch the
tide go in and out. Sometimes, I sit on
the jetties and I think about jumping in.
It would be so nice to die in such pleasant surroundings.
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I wonder how old I will feel when I am
80? Maybe 65?
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I don’t like to be around animals. They smell and they don’t get my jokes.
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I don’t feel as strongly about my
convictions s I once did.
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Work had become too important to
me. It is my sole identity.
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I feel inadequate around bilingual
children. How is it they can speak two
languages and some days I can barely speak English?
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I always wanted to have sex with a
priest.
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….and an obese man.
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Maybe I should have sex with an obese
priest.
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When I was in high school, I thought I
knew it all. Now I am not sure I know anything.
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I hate being sick. I take it as a personal flaw in my character.
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I think I have mono. I just spent 3 days in bed and I slept 15 a
day. Maybe I will go to the doctors.
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I don’t like to go to the doctor’s. It
is admitting defeat.
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I engage in a lot of avoidance
behavior. The almighty IRS is after me for
a dispute over back taxes. Rather than
deal with the issue, I am just never going to accept the registered letter the
post office is trying to issue to me.
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I have a tendency to forget to record
withdraws and deposits in my checking account.
Consequently. I bounce a few checks here and there. I always make good
on my debts so I don’t know why the bank insists on charging me for each
overdraft. I never see then give me a
bonus when I have too much money in my account.
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You can’t teach old dog new tricks. Or can you.
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I am glad I am not a teenager
anymore. I hated those days and the
older I get, the more grateful I am that those days are behind me.
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I don’t want to have any children.
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I hate wearing stockings.
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I hate wearing makeup.
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I don’t like to shave my legs.
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I went to an Italian movie. The star was being raped and the audience
gave no response until the woman lifted her arm and exposed her armpit
hair. People were repulsed by her hair
bit the rape didn’t bother them at all.
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I cannot have children. My mother said so. She said I am too irresponsible.
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I love English pubs because they close
at 11PM. I always like to close the bar
when I go out. In England, I can close
the bar and still get up for work the next day with no problem.
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I didn’t like my high school. But I get sentimental whenever I receive my
alumni newsletter.
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Bob Dylan impresses me. I’d like to be a singer when I grow up bit I
can’t carry a tune. But then, neither
can bob Dylan and look how successful he is.
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I should have been born rich.
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I
am in a weird mood. I am feeling friendless.
When I feel insecure, I feel friendless.
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I never trust a place where I feel secure.
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I usually don’t care about ester. But
this morning, I got up for a sunrise service on the beach. The sun was beautiful. We watched the sun
come up from the horizon. Without a cue from anyone, we all started clapping.
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Sunday was a trauma foe me. We went horseback riding. I was so scared. The last time I suffered that much anxiety
was the day I got caught forging a signature on a high school geometry test.
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Sailing is defiantly not fun. It is hard
work. We capsized today. We were heeling
too much. I had to sit on the side of
the boat to keep from failing overboard.
O can’t wait until this course is over.
Right now, I don’t even care if I ever get my skipper’s license, I just
want out of this damn course.
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The longer I live alone, the more I lose
my capacity to share.
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I sent out three resumes for a new
job. So far, I have only received two
rejections. I remain optimistic.
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I had a three day weekend. The most productive thing I’ve done so far
has been to get terribly, terribly drunk.
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My family is enough to drive a crazy
person crazy.
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The great outdoors and I have a
personality clash. We just don’t get along.
I don’t like rural areas. Rural
people are always complaining about how dirty he city is. They talk about the awful city air
smells. Call me strange but I have never
been terribly fond of the smell of cow manure or dead skunk.
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I was in the hospital once. I shared a room with a woman who had a gall
bladder attack in church. I told her
that church makes me sick too.
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My brother jobs 5 miles a day. In my opinion, he is running away for life.
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You know you are getting old when bald
men look good to you.
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I never drank until I met my mother.
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I am tired of taking care of me. I want someone to take care of me. I don’t want to do my own dishes any
more. I want someone else to do them.
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I started my garden. It is going to be a lot of work. But gardening is such genteel work. It is almost spiritual as I run my fingers
through the soil.
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I would like to learn to depend on
myself as much as possible.
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I love to walk on the beach at
dusk. The tide goes in and out, at
first, I try to dodge the waves. But
then I surrender to the joy of walking along the shoreline and getting my feet
wet.
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I hate it when people are rational and I
am being irrational.
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Last night, there was a huge
thunderstorm. It woke me up and I was
actually frightened. I had visions of
some tree falling though my bedroom window.
It was still raining when I woke up this morning. It was so dark, I thought it was still
night. But wasn’t. It’s 9AM. Now, a few hours later, the sun is
shining and everything is calm again.
There is a bird chirping right outside my window. I wonder where he goes to hide in a
thunderstorm.
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The whole world has set up standards
which cause people to be mediocre
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The busier I become the less tolerance I
am for small talk.
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My brother is 15 years younger than
me. I work with a woman who has a
daughter 16 younger than she is.
Somewhere, there is a lost generation.
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I know I am getting older. I don’t like my music as loud as I used to
like it.
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I know I am getting older. It takes much longer to recuperate form a
hangover.
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I still get nervous around my high
school teachers. I wonder if we will ever have an adult relationship, but then again,
I am not sure I want to have a relationship with them.
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I took a course on drug education and
now I want to try acid. But the thoughts
of flashbacks intimidate me.
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In the last five years, my grandmother,
two aunts, a cousin his daughter, a friend and a high school classmate have died. Death is eating away at the nucleus of my
spirit.
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I love to be warm and wet. My father told he thinks the highlight of my
life was when I was in the womb.
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I am listening to the radio. There is a song playing, “Sex is Violent.” In
case I forget, remind me never to have sex with that man.
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I feel vulnerable for a while after
someone I know dies.
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I wonder if you get hardened to
death. My grandmother used to visit with
us for the summer months. Every
September, after she returned home, she would send us a letter, telling us all
the friends who died over the summer. How can she get out of bed some days/
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I think a mother never recovers from
burying a child.
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I hate to have choices taken away from
me.
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Easter is a boring holiday.
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I love St. Patrick’s Day.
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I hate New Year’s Eve. The whole evening
is too forced and too dangerous.
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On the radio some young girl just
requested the DJ to play “I Want to Sex You UP and she dedicated it to her 13
year old boyfriend. I wonder if that girl’s
father is listening to the radio.
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Sometimes I am motivated just because I
am told I can’t.
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It’s cold outside, really cold. I don’t
feel like doing anything because it is so cold. I think I have tendencies of a
bear. I want to go to bed now and not
get up until it is spring.
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I have a weird case of the blues. I am sort of lonely but then I cannot find
time to be alone. I am surrounded by people
and I need to be by myself.
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I looked at people all day. Everyone has two eyes, a nose, mouth and ears
but we all look so different. It’s
amazing to see so many variations on the people. Yet frogs all look the same to
me.
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The sun has been shining through my
office window. By the afternoon the rays
hit me right on my back. It feels good
and brings hope of spring. I opened the
blinds and everyone complained. I work
with vampires. I didn’t listen to their
complaints. I turned off the lights and
let the sun light up the room I was beside myself with excitement. But I was
alone in my excitement. It is hard to be
a sun worshipper when you work amongst vampires.
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It is March already. That makes me feel better. I feel like a bird
that has been captured, ready to be released and fly again.
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I grew up near a blind school. One of
the first signs of spring was watching the young children learn to maneuver the
streets with a cane.
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I am searching for something. I wonder
what it is.
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To be or not to be. I think about this a lot. Sometimes it would
be easier not to be.
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I like living in a city. I like a place that has lots of opportunity
and a variety of bars.
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Some days there is a fine line between
stability and psychosis and other days, there isn’t. As I write this, I don’t understand what I
mean. Maybe it’s one of those “some
days”.
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I am getting more and more like my
mother and that frightens me. My mother is a nut case. She can really get my goat. She says whatever is on the tip of her
tongue, and she stills offense me tons of unsolicited criticism.
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I prefer to see men in boxer shorts
rather than jockey shorts. For some
reason, boxer shorts just seem more grown up to me. Maybe that’s because my father wears boxer
shorts.
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Sometimes I hope I die young and
quickly. Other times I hope I live forever.
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I used to take the train to work. I
liked that commuting time. It always
gave me the opportunity to mentally prepare for work. On the way home, it was
an effortless, mindless time to unwind from the day.
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My friends only drink Budweiser. That gets on my nerves.
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I wonder if anyone can live a stress
free life. Why do I continue to tale
jobs which are high pressure? Sometimes
I wish I never gave up that job in the bakery.
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I would never make it as a homeless
person, I am too materialistic.
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Tonight, at the train station, a homeless
person told a public audience that we had better beware. He was the newly self-appointed leader of a
tribe of 36 homeless people and they were going to seize homes if necessary.
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I never lock my front door. Maybe I shouldn’t be sharing this bit of information.
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I hate to dress up on the weekends. I refuse to wear stockings on a
Saturday. Quite frankly, I prefer to
wear no underwear at all on the weekends.
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Lately, I have become a creative
blob. My thoughts don’t flow freely
enough. I have been like this for the
past three years. I wonder if creativity
goes in cycles or am I just not allowing myself enough time to be creative.
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I went out with my boyfriend the other
night; he brought another woman with him.
I think our relationship is beginning to sour.
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I am becoming a workaholic and that is
nothing to be proud of.
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I don’t like to exercise. It is too tiring.
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I wish I could put a hold on time. It
goes so fast and I am not giving it 100%.
If I could out a hold on time, I could think about why I am not giving
it 100%.
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Sometimes I think too much and feel too
much. What is a happy medium? I look at
people who never question anything. Then
appear happier than me. So I question
myself for questioning too much.
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I am an aunt. It is so hard for me to realize that one
minute. My sister didn’t have a child and then, she is a mother. I saw the baby in the nursery and all of the
sudden, it dawned on me that he was only seven hours old. I was overwhelmed with joy. I watched his absolutely perfect body, I am so amazed to think about how many babies
are born each day and all of them are perfect in one way or another,
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I am on my way to a concert of the
“Messiah.” I love to sing. Unfortunately I am going with people who not
only can carry a tune but also have trained voices. I hope this doesn’t intimidate me too much.
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One summer, I got swept away by a strong
rip tide. I almost drown. It was
frightening. Now I am afraid to sit on
the jetties. I think I will watch the
tides from the dunes.
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I thought I was becoming too self-centered
and needed to be responsible for someone, something other than myself. So I went out and set up an aquarium. Now I can hardly wait for those damn fish to
die and set me free of this hug, all-consuming responsibilities.
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My mother had seven children. After my sister had her third child, my
mother suggested that she get her tubes tied.
Kathy told her, “Mom, they don’t do that at St. Agnes Hospital.
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You know you are an adult when you no
longer have a desire to be cool. Coolness is a tedious, demanding state of being,
respected only by teenagers.
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I am immediately turned off by people
who yell at me. When someone yells at
me, I just want to argue with them at all cost to them and me.
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While writing my dissertation, the most
impressive lesson I learned was not to split my infinitives or was it to not
split my infinitives.
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I used to have a hot tub in my kitchen.
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I do not like to cook. Once, when I Sublette
my apartment, the new lease asked how the stove worked. I had no idea since I
never used it the two years I lived there.
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I don’t like to kiss a man who just
smoked a cigarette. I don’t like tasting ash trays.
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I think about suicide a lot but I do not
think I will take my own life. ‘I don’t fear my death. But I do fear a painful death;
I have no tolerance for pain and suffering.
If I had a terminal disease, I would consider suicide.
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I am not religious. But I do not consider myself to be an
atheist. Nor am I agnostic. I don’t think about god much. That concept is far beyond my capabilities to
understand. I think I will understand
god in the next life.
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If all goes as planned, I am going to
hell. I figure most of my friends will
be there and rumor has it they do not serve beer in heaven.
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I look forward to my death. Hopefully, that is when I would get all the
answers about god.
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I cried when my sister had her first
baby. It was an end of an era for my family.
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Thanksgiving is my favorite
holiday. There is no pressure with
gifts. The family gets together for the
day. We eat lots of food and then it is over.
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I hate watching football. Why does the country have such a fascination
with watching a large group of oversized men run around and chase after a ball
that doesn’t even roll?
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On a cold day, there is nothing like a
hot bowl of soup. Of course, a shot of
schnapps is nice too.
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I did not own a car until I was 30. Up until then I spent very little time in
malls. I just couldn’t get to them. Now that they are accessible to me, I have
become a materialistic maniac.
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The Salvation Army stores are a good
idea. People need a place to unload
their mass consumption.
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I do not particularly like men who are
interested in sports. We have little to
talk about.
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I doodle all day long.
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I also hum all day long. Apparently I hum We Three Kings a lot. My mpther told me this bit of information.
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Music is my great escape. I like all kinds of music except classical
and electronic.
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When I hurt, I withdraw. I like to be alone when I am hurting.
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I have a neurotic fear of breaking my
leg. So I do not take too many physical
risks.
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Someone once told me, “Never stand when
you can sit, never sit when you can lay down.”
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I would like to learn to play the
sax. However, I don’t want to waste any
time as a beginner. I am too old to be a
beginner.
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When I was thirty, my six year old
nephew could not quite understand where I was in my development. I was
unmarried and still going to school. He
said I am sort of like a grown up teenager.
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My grandfather hated to have my
grandmothers friends come over to their apartment to visit. He thought some of
her friends were cheap and only came over to drink all his booze. One day, as the company sat in their living
room, he called me in to the kitchen to help him. He took his bottle of cheap four roses
whiskey and poured it in an empty bottle of chivas regal. Then he paraded in to the living room and
poured everyone a drink. “Nothing but
the best for my friends, “he said with so much sincerity. Then he winked at me as they commented on the
quality of the whiskey. He and I ran
back to the kitchen and laughed out loud.
When he died, I put four roses on his grave.
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I am glad I never took up smoking. I have enough vices.
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When I was seven, I watched my
grandfather have a heart attack. He
collapsed right on our front porch. I
remember standing on the sidewalk, waiting for the ambulance to come and get
him. Now, 40 years later, every time I
hear an ambulance, I think of him. This
moment saved me and helped me withstand the peer pressure to smoke.
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I was in the third grade when Kennedy
was shot. I clearly remember that
day. The event was upsetting but I am
not sure I really understood who Kennedy was.
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Today, in the grocery store, a mother
was yelling at her daughter for having too many pimples. The girl was mortified. I wanted to slap that mother. No wonder some kids don’t talk to their
parents.
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The first time my mother saw mick jagger
and the rolling stones, she wanted to know why I liked them. All of their music sounded the same to
her. Their pants were too tight and
gross and their hair was too long. She
just didn’t understand. Today I watched
guns and Rosses on MTV. I don’t understand
why anyone likes them their pants are too tight and gross…
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I don’t like to travel to any place that
isn’t on a bus route. How are you
supposed to get home if your car breaks down?
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Fat men are appealing to me.
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I went to Graceland. I now truly believe
Elvis is upstairs in the bedroom, laughing at all the money he is making.
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I hate shaving my legs. Whoever thought
of that idea? Don’t you think we have
hair on our legs for some cosmic reason?
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I never finish anything that I
start. I will be surprised if I finish
this project.
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I have too many clothes and I don’t wear
most of them. I buy clothes and then get
them home only to find that they shrunk on the way home. What fit in the store is way too tight at
home.
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I refuse to throw out a sock just
because I lost the mate. That is wasteful. I just wear it with another sock that
lost its mate. Who said socks have to
match. Now, if only I could convince
other people of this idea.
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I am not a morning person. Every day, when the alarm goes off, I think
about quitting my job so that I can stay in bed.
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I should have been born in royalty. I would have made a perfect queen. I like to keep my distance. I love to go to
big parties every night. I enjoy having
people wait on me. And lo love being the
center of attention.
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My friends just had their first child.
Our friendship has taken on a new twist.
When we are together now, we focus all of our attention on the baby
instead of each other.
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I have a strange pain in my left leg and
I am absolute positive it is bone cancer.
If the pain continues for another six months, I will go to the doctor to
have it checked out.
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Watching sports events is boring to me.
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I would have loved to have been a
waitress at the Algonquin table in the 1920’s.
Maybe some of Dorothy parker’s humor would have rubbed off on me.
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We punish teenagers when they try to act
like adults and we tell them to grow up when they act like kids.
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I stink, therefore I am.
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I wish I would stop biting my nails.
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I hate the suburbs. I don’t like to drive in an area that is not
laid out in grid formation.
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I like strong ethnic names.
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I wonder if being an American will ever be
considered an ethnic group. Or will we
always be a melting pot.
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I never liked cooked peas or carrots.
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I sleep to escape boredom. If my time is
not structured, I get bored.
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I asked my boyfriend if he wanted to get
married someday. He said, “Yeah,
someday, when I find the right woman.”
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I don’t think I would have made a good
mother. I am too self-centered and I
hate to get up in the middle of the night.
I remember when I was 10; I threw up in the middle of the night, in the
middle of the hallway. My mother got up
with me. I went back to bed and stayed
up and cleaned up the mess. I don’t
think I thanked her.
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When I was a girl, I hated it when my
mother said, “When I was a girl…”
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I let a lot of good people slip through
my life. I have to make more of an
effort to maintain friendships.
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I don’t understand sports and I am proud
of it.
30
to 55-
The Working years
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I am not good in investing my
money. I don’t know how to make good
decisions about CDs. But I do have 500
compact discs.
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I wonder if I will ever be satisfied
with life and myself. I am always
searching for something but I am not sure I know what I am searching for,
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My younger brother turned 21 this
week. I can’t believe he is 21 already
but I also can’t remember life without him.
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I liked being 25. That is still young
enough to be carefree and people accept that but it is old enough to be
respected. Now I am a few years older and really slowing down.
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I just love snow days. I think of them as true gifts from god.
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Last week, my six year old nephew wanted
to be a morning game show host when he grows up. This week he wants to be a normal looking
rock and roll star. I am not sure I want
to grow up.
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I have been thinking of taking up golf
but I don’t really care if that ball goes in the hole or not. Maybe I should
work on my attitude before I invest my money in golf lessons.
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For my 30th birthday, I drank
30 beers in a 24 hour period. Then I
gave a public speech at a bar and then I threw up. I am never going to do that again.
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For my 40th birthday, I went
to a professional conference and didn’t tell anyone that it was my birthday.
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For my 50th birthday, I went to
a quiet party with my family and went to bed by 11 PM.
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Today I had to close my checking account
and start all over. I don’t have a clue
as to how to manage my money or that account.
The teller couldn’t figure it out either. So u closed the account because of
irresponsible differenced and I had to promise the teller that I would come back
the minute I could not balance this new account, little does she know that I have never
balanced my account and I don’t plan to do that with this new account either.
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I like thanksgiving the best of all the
holidays. The only expectation of the
day is to overeat.
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When my father and I get together to
talk, we discuss economics, the decline of a moral civilization and the crabs
at Walt’s seafood house. Walt’s has the
best crabs I have ever eaten.
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This week, my sister’s niece died of
SIDS. I am heart broken.
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I had a terrible car accident. My car was totaled but I was unhurt. My accident left me depressed. Maybe now I will realize how precious life
really is and how I waste too much time.
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My possessions possess me.
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I always love the first snow of the
year. But my enthusiasm lasts only for
about ten minutes.
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If you listen to my mother talk about
me, you would think for sure that I was the biggest idiot on the face of the
earth.
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I drink, therefore, I am.
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I wish I had more energy. I don’t do enough. I have lots of good intentions but not enough
follow through.
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I am running out of time and running out
of youth. But I am not running out of
regrets.
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I change jobs so I am always making new
friends. Surprisingly, I don’t miss my
friend when I move on. I wonder if this
is a defense mechanism.
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I have no sense of commitment and it is
getting worse.
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I have the most comfortable in the whole
world (that is a fact, I did a survey).
I have a feather bed, an egg crate mattress, a down comforter and two
quilts. I keep the heat down low at
night so there is a chill in the air but my body stays nice and warm. I am so comfortable; it is an effort every
day to get out of bed. Some days, it is
so difficult I don’t know if it worth it to have the most comfortable bed in
the world.
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My snooze alarm goes off 8 times before
I get up in the morning.
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I daydream too much. If I spent half of my day dreaming time on
being more productive, my life would be half as exciting as my dreams. Right now, my life is about ¼ as exciting.
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Every time I accomplish something, I sit
back and beat myself up for not trying harder.
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I love my microwave. I love the thought of coming home after a
hard day at work and being able to eat a complete meal in six minutes. That gives me just enough time to run upstairs,
go to the bathroom, change my clothe s and get downstairs just as the bell
rings in the microwave.
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Some people can really use their bodies
to express themselves. I am not one of
those people.
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As I grow older, I realize that I am not
getting wiser, just wider.
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I think of myself as a gregarious loner.
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I went to see my aunt who is dying of
cancer. I hadn’t seen her for a few
months so I was shocked to see how quickly she deteriorated. I cried through the whole visit and she
didn’t even notice.
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The obnoxious sound of the alarm clock
wakes me every day. I know the alarm
clock is supposed to wake me but I always think of that sound as being
offensive.
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I have a bad habit of making a joke
whenever I am anxious.
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I don’t think it snowed yesterday. But it did snow this morning around 2AM. Should I count that as yesterday since I was
still up at the time? Or should I count
that as today. Now that I am finished
with the weather report, I will continue.
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I took a gun away for a student last
week. It was an automatic pistol. He wasn’t sure if it was loaded. His friend
gave him the gun. I don’t have any
friends who have guns.
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It was so warm today, it felt like
spring. I was walking around without a
coat and the birds were chirping. Are
they in for a surprise when they find out it really isn’t springtime? Won’t
they be disappointed?
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I have to keep things in perspective.
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Sometimes I feel as if I am still 17
years old. Then I go to my friends’
house and their kids are 17.
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I thought of myself as a well-traveled
person until I realized I had only traveled to Western Europe, white cultures.
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My friend once told me I was too
tolerant of people. I told her I would
work on that flaw.
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I don’t know anyone with AIDS.
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55- RETIREMENT
AND BEYOND
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I am ok without my parents. When I was younger, I thought I would be devastated
when my parents died. But their deaths
made sense to me and I am ok with these big losses.
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My nieces are having children and that
means only one thing: I cannot deny that I am getting old.
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When I was born, there were three generations
of family member ahead of me. Now, I am
taking up the lead and looking back on two generations.
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The older I get, the more liberal I
get.
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Today I took my old photographs and
placed a different photo in the mailboxes of my colleagues, everyone spent the
day trying to figure out who sent them the photos. It is driving them crazy.
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Lately, my name has been in the
paper. I don’t like being in the
limelight.
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I only exercise once every two
years. And those 15 minutes of exercise
hurt me for the next three days; I don’t think exercising is a good idea.
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I am a night person. I love staying up
all hours of the night.
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Every time I go to Penn State, I become
a sentimental fool. I long for those
carefree days, and then I remember how poor I was, being poor can be a drag.
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I am a little worried about me. Lately,
my fish have become good company to me.
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I had to tell a student that his father
murdered his mother. That was really a
sad, sad moment in my life.
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As a principal, I had one priority; no
one dies under my watch. I just dreaded
the thought of ever having to make that phone call to a mother.
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Some days I still feel like a kid.
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I
was thrilled when Obama was elected president. But I was even more excited when
he was re-elected. What a message it
sent to all Americans. He didn’t just
break a glass ceiling; he tore down the entire ceiling for everyone.
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I have a travel addiction and I
particular prefer traveling to third world countries.
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I think I could be a vegetarian but only
if someone cooked for me. There is too
much prep work in cooking vegetables.
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I am already starting to shrink. I think I was 5’3” at one time but now I am
5’2”.
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I have developed so many interests over
the years: traveling, reading, photography, gardening, birding, kayaking,
listening to music, politics, movies, shopping, writing, camping, sitting in my
hot tub, massages, etc. But mostly, I love to just sit back and relax.
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I am so used to aches and pains that I
just automatically groan every time I get up from my chair.
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I love social media. I wish Facebook had been available during my
entire career.
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I love photography and I take photos for
National Geographic. It is just too bad
that they never publish any of them.
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I regret that I was too young to
understand the civil rights movement. Now that I have read so much about it, I
would have loved to have been a part of it.
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I love microbreweries and craft beers
and thank Jimmy Carter every day for loosening up beer brewing
restrictions. This was his greatest act
as the president.
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The issues surrounding homosexuals is
our 21 century civil rights issue. And I
marvel at how this issue is unfolding right in front of us. When I was in high school, no one tolerated
homosexuality. It was not an option for
anyone. I didn’t know anyone who was
homosexual. Now, it is acceptable to be
homosexual and the closet is gone.
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I love global warming. The milder winters are great.
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I have taken up kayaking and I love
being in the middle of a river and just sitting and listening to the sounds of
the birds.
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I go on Christmas bird counts and meet
up with strangers who are expert birders.
I follow them for the day and write down all the birds they spotted for
the day. Then I go home and go through
my bird book and see what I didn’t see during the day.
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My grandparents died of cancer. My parents died of cancer. Two of my sisters had cancer. I think I will get cancer one day. Once I heard my niece and nephew talk about
when they get cancer. That broke my
heart.
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Retirement is much harder than I had imagined. It is an effort to fill all of my time. And I
miss my community more than I had thought I would.
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Everything on my body sags, lags or
drags.
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My motto: always make an ass out of
yourself today for you may not have the opportunity tomorrow.
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Love and after is all I am after.
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I let my pride get in the way.
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I have to learn to quit, I have to learn
that quitting isn’t necessarily failure.
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I cut my arm. I have decided that I
would rather suffer physical pain over mental pain. Physical pain heals a lot
faster and the sacs are much easier to cover up.
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Tonight as I was driving home, I slid on
the ice and swirled all over the road.
For a few moments, horrible images flashed through my mind. I didn’t
image death but I had visions of losing my hand to my eyes, both are intact,
another stroke of good luck.
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I have too, too much stuff. I am
tripping over it.
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I was sick and the doctor thought I
could have Lyme’s disease or Rocky Mountain spotted fever or west Nile disease
or a combination of all three. She told me, “I hope it isn’t West Nile
disease. My last patient to have that
died in three months.” So I thought to myself, what I should do if I only have
three months to live. I went home and
got rid a lot of my stuff in anticipation.
I thought this would save my siblings a lot of work.
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I hate Christmas. I have everything about it. I only like thanksgiving anymore. And, of course, St. Patrick’s Day.
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I was good at saving money but I wasn’t
good at investing my money.
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I am starting to get my first wrinkles
and I am really bothered by it.
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I moved to Maryland and I feel as if I
abandoned my homeland. I miss
Pennsylvania.
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I worry about my nieces and nephews all
day long.
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Now that I am retired, I don’t miss work
but I do miss having an important purpose.
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I miss the community that comes with
work. But when I was working with those
people, I couldn’t wait to get away from them.
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I don’t worry about dying but I do worry
about a slow, painful death. I don’t
want to suffer.
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My nephews are agreed to assist me in
death when the time comes. I will begin
to evaluate the quality of my life with I am 70 and then again at 75 but there
will be no 80th birthday.
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I’ve had a good life.
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My work filled me with good purpose and
I am proud of all that I accomplished.
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I have seen more of the world than I
ever dreamed I would see in my life time.
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When I travel, I want experiences that
kick me in the ass.
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I wonder if I will ever get to the point
that I don’t want to travel any more.
Will that be the time to call it quits?
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It is hard work to stay afloat in this
ever changing world of technology.
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I hate to clean my house. I think it is a waste of time. But I love to garden.
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I have become a bird watch. Now I am always looking for birds.
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I love to go to matinee movies.
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I don’t sing out loud the way I used to
when I was younger. I don’t listen to as
much music. Maybe I should get back to
music.
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I stopped writing for 10 years. But now that I am retired, I am writing
again.
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To date, I have visited 47 states and 75 countries. That is approximately 46% of
the world.
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If I could see half of the world in my
lifetime, that would be great.
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I finally found the courage and sent one
of my stories for publication.
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I took a memoirs writing course. I wasn’t really interested in writing my
memories. But that was the only writing
class available to me. Now, I love
writing my memoirs and I can’t write the stories fast enough.
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I have started a book "Memoirs of an
ordinary woman”. The stories are
riveting.
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I have decided to run for US Congress.
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I hate to be called a girl. I am an adult. I am a woman.
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I compost my garbage and that makes me feel
superior to those who do not compost.
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Having spent 4 months in China, I have a
new found respect for the Chinese people.
They are warm, kind and thoughtful.
I wish we could find a way to minimize our differences with their
government.
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I love India and I will go there every
chance I get. It is the most alive place
in the world. The colors, the people,
the smells, the food, the warm air, everything is intoxicating to me.
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Italy is my favorite country in Europe.
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Thailand is my favorite country in South
East Asia.
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My nephew told me that women tend to
grossly underestimate the quantity of bacon that should be prepared for
breakfast.
