Daddy’s Girl?

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Let’s see, where should begin? For a couple of weeks, I haven’t been feeling the greatest. Hence, my most recent post and it’s morbid tone. Although, if I hadn’t posted what I did and the way I did, I wouldn’t be typing this to you all right now. I say this, because of the overwhelming support I received from it. I’ve got some pretty cool friends out there in the bloggerverse. They really came to my side, almost instantaneously let me add. I’m a very lucky guy.

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Until Tomorrow…

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Hey everybody,

I come to you all today with some news. Not sure if it’s bad or good, to be honest. I can say this though, I’m pretty bummed and I’ve been this way for a few days now. I think I have come to a crossroads of if I want to carry on with this blog. I know it was not more than a few posts ago that I was mentioning how motivated that I was and how I have big plans for the future, but something recently has tainted my lust for blogging.

My annual renewal for my site comes up on the 28th of this month, and I have a few days to digest all this so I will use that time to determine the future of Earth to Ash.

Just wanted to thank you for being so loyal and I’ll be back soon with my intentions one way or the other. I appreciate every one of you as followers and as friends too. It’s a very tough time, I hope it all works out.

Until…

Salty Secret

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Where were the tears that day?
Our loss must have voided my heart.
Each time I taunted with emotion,
my soul would squeeze even tighter.
Then, past a wet wind’s gale.
I saw your empty face.
It was the key that finally broke me.
So…I ran to the salty sea.
Broke free from this ransom.

Until my sorrows let.
Forever with the ocean my secret.

Journal Entry # 141 – We Must Believe!

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Life is not easy for any of us. But what of that? We must have perseverance and above all confidence in ourselves. We must believe that we are gifted for something, and that this thing, at whatever cost, must be attained.  – Marie Curie