The Dog and I go to the city.


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I bought myself a new watercolour brush
and drove home in silence 
thinking of how I'm going to compose my own version of
The Five Stages of Grief.
You know, for those 
like myself 
who
cannot wrap their hearts around the already-constructed list.


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Comments

Julie said…
There must be 100 stages of grief....

but I am so glad the girls had a day in town.

xx
pencilfox said…
AHHHH....I get it now - 100 stages of grief. No wonder I feel like I do.

xx