Monday, 15 November 2010

a fine line....

l am without words ...


l am hiding under my rock..

16 comments:

  1. There is also a fine line between genius and insanity. Hope you cool off and things work out.

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  2. This is a scary line to be standing on since it is so easy to go one way or the other.

    This is also not a line we think about when we first dive in.

    When we discover it we often wonder if it was always there and we mistook one for the other.

    I bet more than one of us asks to borrow your rock.

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  3. It's like walking a tightrope!

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  4. Just make sure you look the right way: the line is easier to cross that way!

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  5. I've been under that rock a few times :-(

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  6. Sara
    that won't make it go away. it will just sit atop waiting. Sorry
    ~rick

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  7. my advice, not that you asked .. but .. sleep on it .. alone.

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  8. A visually accurate representation, I'd say!

    Pearl

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  9. Everyone can identify with that, Saz - everyone's been there, in one way or another.

    We hear you.

    But we also encourage you to look beyond any pain and anguish and to celebrate the things you love about life.

    We care about you, you know

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  10. Thanks for your comments on mine - you sound in a very unhappy place at the moment... betrayed, angry, upset. Hide under the duvet for a while and take each day at a time. Take comfort from your blogger friends.(((Hugs))).

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  11. Thanks guys, Addy - am taking comfort.. This space is waiting all times of day.. Thankfully

    Saz x

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  12. It can be like that at times can't it.

    Luckily for me most of the time the ventricle on the left is bigger than the one on the right :-)

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  13. Sometimes we all feel like that......crossing from one side to the other and back.
    Maggie X

    Nuts in May

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Thanks for stopping by!

Take the weight of your feet, draw up a chair and pour yourself a cuppa. Leave your troubles at the door and together we shall ride out the storms.
I will walk a while in your shoes...

Saz x