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Letting me be . . . random wondering and philosophy

http://lettingmebe.blogspot.com

ME Strauss skews the world slightly wondering about crayons, conformity, feelings, friends, idiosyncrasies, imagination, heroes, yo-yos, and that person reading the paper at Starbucks. Enjoy storytelling that brings back memories. Take a second to let yourself be.

• Added on: Aug 6th, 2005
• Country: United States
• Language: English

• Author: Liz Strauss
• Listed in: Writing Philosophy Relationships
• Tags: disappointment

Recent Posts

• Millions of Us

  Posted on Monday June 8th, 2009 at 20:25 in liz strauss, milliions of us

  It's called skin hunger. We need to touch each other. If we don't experience 16 touches a day, we unconsciously start bumping into people. Our skin gets lonely.It's probably a way of preserving the species.He said, "You knew."I said, "So did you. Kno...

• 25 Words of Wisdom from Successful Blog

  Posted on Monday July 21st, 2008 at 12:37

  I made this using Slideoo at 90%.The SlideShare version and explanation of the project is at 25 Words of Work / Life Wisdom — Pass It On!...

• 25 words: Stare and Wonder

  Posted on Sunday July 13th, 2008 at 18:58

  Hungry morning.I look out my window yearning.I see a sky offering food for my soul.I stare. I wonder.How did it know?--me liz strauss, letting me be...

• People May Appear Further Than They Are

  Posted on Sunday July 6th, 2008 at 08:33

  I waited. It was about an hour before we met up, when the call finally came. Then I had to call Andy to say that Paul had picked the BEAN as a meeting place. I didn't know Andy. I'd never met Paul or the gang he was bringing along. It seemed like th...

• Precocious

  Posted on Saturday June 28th, 2008 at 23:13

  I'm sure it was third grade. We were 8 years old. We were precocious. We weren't supposed to know yet that we were all different.We had figured it out.What did we do with that information? We didn't know. We were only 8 years old after all.My friend...

• Please Don't Stop

  Posted on Sunday June 15th, 2008 at 08:23

  When I write on paper, I write differently. I watch my thoughts as they leave my brain, moving down my arm to my hand and come out through the pencil's end. The words come more slowly and I look closely at them.Something happens when I write on the I...

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Rajendra Dhakal

very nice blog

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