Visited Last Night – 3rd May 2022

You were in my dream
But I don’t know who you are
So perfect to hold

Your black and white top
Hugs tight to your chest and waist
Hold this forever

Composite angel
Of everything I wanted
Gone with eyes opened

Touched me deep inside
The girl with no face or name
Visit me again

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Nobody ever figures out what life is about, and it doesn’t matter.

Richard Feynman

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Gratitude Journal

I am so happy and grateful for the lady who made my salad last night. It was nice of her to prepare a second bowl for me.

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The Week That Was – 17th June 1979