There I was, shooting my big f-ing mouth off, long after my divorce, eager for a “big change” in my life. I got right down to it, through a moment of clarity and, with a firm grip on both my own reality in one hand and the fixed notion of big change in the universe with the other, I commanded the universe. In the space of that perfect moment, I knew my will had bent time and space. It’s what brought our paths to cross. —A paper rose on a railing will show you the way
This article appears in Jan 12-18, 2017.
Hmm!…I wonder if there is a link between OP and Dec 27? If so…this would be very romantic! If there is…Maybe OP should make contact…hint…hint!
Where’s the bitch? Where’s the reason to care about that word diahrea? Shame on you O.P. If you’re gonna bitch, make it clear. I command people to stop writing poorly written, ambiguous, nonsense bitches.
Sorry about that. I thought I was in the bitches. Your writing is great!