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This is God’s Barn
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come july, i will be calling the mountains my home again. it’s been too long!
It is alright to be in love with many people. At different degrees, in varying ways. Right?
1 Carousel.
Waiting in line behind other anxious children, the enchanting music is the only thing i can hear above the constant buzz of unheard conversations and the thoughts in my head. I can feel the excitement all around me as I watch the animals race in front of me in a whirl of color. I am mesmerized. I have my eye on the tiger. As the gates open and the the worn carnie takes the tickets from our tiny hands and counts our bobbing heads I worry that I will have to wait for another go around. I finally reach the front and hand off my ticket. “Enjoy your ride, please don’t run.” I walk past the metal rails and enter a young free for all. The rude children push past the others to get the most beautiful animals. I am torn between sprinting for my target or obeying the gate keepers orders. I walk. I walk briskly. I spot the tiger. Eternally roaring. Another child runs by me and hops on his back. I am heart broken briefly. It is what it is though. I see a small, brown, plain jane horse close to the inside. I feel sympathy for this wooden beast. I calmly walk towards him. I gaze into his sightless eyes, touch his glossy, chipped teeth. I climb on top, grab a hold of the spiraling gold pole that is piercing his back. I see myself atop this sad horse in the bulb surrounded mirror. I get lost in thought until I am yanked back to reality. I can hear the music again. Although I am moving around and around, I feel stationary. I look for my parents. They wave. The smile on my mother’s face fills me with joy. I love her. She must be so proud of me, to see me racing on my trusty steed. I reach down to pat him with appreciation. The ride comes to a halt and I am once again aware of my realistic surroundings. I slowly climb off the gallant creature. We made a great pair I thought. I wrap my arms around him to give him a good bye and slowly return to my family.
My moods change with the weather. My optimisim blew away with the storm that came in last night.
1 I am hurting right now for the mountains. I moved to The Great Smokey Mountain National Park this time last year and an important part of me is still there.
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The kind of sexual activities that can happen during sleep can range from masturbation, sex, and even crimes like sexual assault.
Dreamy day with alice dee
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