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Continue reading →: Friday fictioneers 27th March 2026
Along a weathered wooden fence, a family of spiders worked together at dusk. The mother anchored the first silky lines, stretching them carefully between posts. The father followed, reinforcing each strand, while the young spiders spun delicate spirals, learning the craft. Thread by thread, their web grew into a shimmering…
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Continue reading →: Update on Dad 
Just a quick update I’m heading to the hospital, my dad needs emergency surgery. He needs emergency surgery on his bowel. They said he might not survive the surgery. He’s really really ill. Please keep us all in your prayers I’ll post another update when I can 
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Continue reading →: My dad has pneumonia
My dad is very ill. He has pneumonia, and he’s extremely sick with it. Mom and my sister went to the hospital this morning and they spoke with the consultant. The consultant said they’ll be doing a CT scan of his whole body later today. She also said they will…
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Continue reading →: Very overwhelmed
I don’t even know where to begin tonight. Everything feels like too much, like I’m carrying something heavy that I can’t put down, no matter how hard I try. My chest feels tight all the time, like I can’t breathe properly, like something is constantly pressing down on me. The…
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Continue reading →: A little light-hearted humor
I need a laugh. So I thought I’d look up some silly groaners and jokes. Get a little light-hearted. So, here goes, let the silliness begin! 😊 😊 I used to be addicted to the hokey pokey… but I turned myself around. Why don’t skeletons fight each other?…
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Continue reading →: Hook up on a Friday evening
Billy and Bob had been best friends long enough to know each other’s timing—especially when it came to trouble. On a warm Friday evening, the two of them wandered into a small rooftop gathering, the kind where the music was just loud enough to feel alive but soft enough to…
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Continue reading →: The cord
The cord was never plugged into anything. At least, that’s what Mara told herself every time she saw it coiled neatly on the desk, as if waiting for a purpose it had long ago been denied. It wasn’t part of any equipment she owned—no lamp, no computer, no charger matched…
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Continue reading →: #RDP Tuesday: Fecund!
Fecund is the hush before the bloom, a quiet promise in the soil’s dark room, where unseen hands of time conspire to coax the seed with patient fire. It lingers in the turning earth, in every ending shaped like birth, in rivers swelling after rain, in loss that softens into…
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Continue reading →: Laughing along with A limerick 24th March
There once was a man out for a ride, Who pedaled along full of pride, But he hit a small bump, Took a rather hard thump, Fell off his bike… and just sighed. Laughing Along With A Limerick – Esther Chilton
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