Post Script to the Day.
Your Heart is Red
What Color is Your Heart?
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Iâm familiar with this feeling of unreality, which is oxymoronic if you bother to think about it. If youâre familiar with something, then it shouldnât be unreal. Yet here I am, bisected by a Looking Glass that neither allows me full admittance to Wonderland nor releases me and lets me return to normalcy. (In this…
My list of whinge-able items has begun to shrink. Much of the shrinkage is in direct proportion to the resolution of my little shingles attack. I’m two days completely off the pain drugs now, and while the skin is still sensitive (very sensitive at times) I can now easily tolerate most of the discomfort. The…
Actually, I’d have said “April showers suck”, but the Dear Diary censor would have rendered that as “April Showers ****” on the ten most recently updated diaries list, and that just looks wrong. Eleven days until Babylon Five fifth season is released. Thirteen days until I have it in my hot little hands. Of these…
I’m frustrated with the some of the antics on Dear Diary, and I’m frustrated with some of the doings in my life. I never thought anything of keeping two diaries on DD. They have two entirely different purposes. One is more of a newsletter than anything else, keeping a group of people up to date…
I’m sitting in a Barnes and Noble about an hour’s drive from where I live, proctoring three community college students who needed to take a test on Sunday. The community college’s test center is closed on Sundays, which left me in the happy situation of being able to earn $20/head for sitting around reading books…
Yesterday most the trees in my area simultaneously gave up on the idea of holding onto their chlorophyll reserves. With the exception of the walnut trees (who had surrendered leaves and nuts a few weeks back), the trees revealed their leaves’ underlying colors yesterday. We were to have one day of peak leafing this year;…
Perhaps you’ve shared some of the magic by showing the unicorn to us? Lovely piece.
Hugs,
Ani
PS I liked the font you were experimenting with. I find microscopic punctuation a bit frustrating, too.
How nice that the shop keeper had a horn added for you! Either he really wanted to make a sale or he was a really nice guy.
Maybe you could wear it for a holiday picture and then have the picture around to remind you of the unicorn on a daily basis without having to wear it everyday.
that was a really nice thing for the shop owner to do. it’s a really pretty piece. thanks for the Gumby & Pali take a test visual. i’m sure the other students got a kick out that too.
Very cool story, lovely pin.
i know what you mean though about "collecting"…. i once had a few Opus penguin things because i loved Bloom County. Suddenly everyone assumed i was into penguins in general and you would not believe some of the things i ended up with, lol!
The peek into your heart overwhelms =*)
Your cherished unicorn has beautiful detail and the goodwill of the jeweler.
btw, where you ever 15?
;p
The thoughtfulness of the shopkeeper must have been captured in the piece.
~QE
I agree with Lilith. Great entry. I can barely remember being 15.
I laughed so hard when I read that people thought you collected unicorns!
I once had an aunt tell people that I collected music boxes simply because she thought that I needed to start collecting something. I think I got 6 or 7 music boxes that year and was completly confused as to why. Then its impossible not not get trapped because you don’t want to tell people that you don’t like thier gift, but you also don’t want them to keep buying you useless clutter.
Were not where!
Though where you were would have done too.
It’s wonderful that you’ve kept and treasured it for so long. I have little to remind me of good times from those years, and I would like once in a while something tangible to remind me of the girl that I was then.
If you ever do pass it on, be sure you find somebody worthy. 🙂
I wish I remembered being 15.
Your unicorn is beautiful and I can see he is very special, as he just exudes character 🙂
Treasures are special, so take care of him.
I am glad you survived 15!! I remember 15 very well, and it is a hard period in many peoples life.
Hugs
ck
OMG !!!
What can I say??
I am still speechless…gobsmacked
Not sure whether to laugh or cry.
(((((((sal))))))))
love ck
xoxoxox