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The Myth of Happiness

“Happiness is a fleeting moment of a day.  It’s not a state of being.  If you’re happy all the time, something’s wrong with you.  We are put on this earth to toil and make things.  Making the world a better … Continue reading

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I’m Published!

  I’ve written, pretty openly about depression and how it has effected my life.  Back in June, I did a post I called If Your Happy and You Know It.  https://pennylanewrites.com/2017/06/14/if-youre-happy-and-you-know-it/ This post has received more views than anything else … Continue reading

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If You’re Happy And You Know It

I’m happy.  I don’t really know why, but I feel really good.  My life is going well and I’m just… happy! Maybe it seems strange to you that I would talk about happiness this way, but I am so grateful … Continue reading

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Happiest Day In my Life

 I was looking at participating in a writing contest where you write about the happiest day of your life. Could you really tell someone what THE happiest day in your life has been?  For me there have been many. The … Continue reading

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Being Alone

I’m an introvert.  Big surprise, right?  I need my down time and quiet time to recharge.  I think that’s why I’m still single.  I push men away if they demand too much from me.  I’m alone a lot of the … Continue reading

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Bloom Where You’re Planted

When I moved to Texas, I think I was in mourning for Oregon for about 3 years.  It took me that long to appreciate where I am and to truly count my blessings.  I could not see the beauty around … Continue reading

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Risk

You are the magician, pulling my heart from that black hat. You hold that fragile organ on the tip of your tongue. To be cut out with a phrase. To leave it exposed is risking the darkness.

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