series of essays and thoughts, rantings and ravings for the modern world by a country girl in abu dhabi by Alfie N.H. (author of Strangers, Conversations & Thoughts, series of essays and poems by The Idle Bard)
There is something intimate about driving and being in the car alone. It is almost divine. I drive and listen to this music by Don Moen and sing my throat till it hurts. This song is so powerful, it just makes me weep. Its almost the same feeling of deeply falling inlove hurting and loving it.
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A hopeless romantic gone stale, a cynic and a skeptic most often yet gullible sometimes. I cry easily and my heart heaves when I read something intense, like the 4 brothers who are all working as soldiers in Iraq. Must be because I have asthma. I have a book pending to be published. Awaiting for a good editor who would not think I wrote the book for him. I wanted to be a lawyer but had some detours on the road so I will have to see if I will finish that goal. I like dining with everything in place and matching each silverware and china. I love chocolates and I recently had an affair with someone special named BV. It will be a long one. Something about me... seeks to conform what needs to be confirmed... an afterthought of what was supposedly a wonderful dream.. a longing yet to be desired... a goal yet to be achieved.. in the land of confusion and mixed aboriginalities i am a gentle mortal soul, seeking peace in this hectic arena of life... i am an idle bard....
