YOUR CHOICE, MY CHOICE

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Life is too short to suffer fools gladly…

Take me or leave me, the choice is yours

Annoy me or aid me, the choice is yours

Defend me, attack me, the choice is yours

Befriend me or shun me, the choice is yours

Love me or hate me, the choice is yours

The last laugh is mine; I choose not to care

And close all the doors.

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 Ever feel like you’ve fallen down the rabbit hole?

Or found yourself in a surreal situation
that made you think “WTF just happened here?”

It’s been a weird day!
Have you had a similar experience?

Looking forward to your comments!

Debbie





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Canine Innkeeper in suburban Toronto, Canada, known as “The Doglady”. Writer/website owner, photographer, animal lover, music fanatic, inveterate traveller. History, literature and cinema buff. Eternal “hippie/rockchick”. Binational, German/Canadian and multilingual. Looking for the next adventure!

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34 thoughts on “YOUR CHOICE, MY CHOICE

  1. I was so looking forward to that Super Moon and we were socked in with fog and clouds. So disappointing. It always happens when a sky show is due, whether I’m in Pennsylvania or South Carolina, apparently those clouds are following me! 🙂
    Seems the weird days are here to stay, I’m working hard to ignore it and go on with life, but I know the writing will tell all!
    Happy Thanksgiving week! Happy Reading and Writing! Just wishing you all happiness!
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  2. This month has been entirely like that. And I have relalized life is too short for regrets and negative people in life. I have removed many to keep my peace of mind but doesnt work out sometimes. I hope the month ahead improves things. 🙂
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  3. You nailed it. The whole last two weeks felt just like this. lol

    I love that you’re the “doglady.” I’m a dog and cat lover and have a heart for rescues (to the point that I always write a rescued dog or cat into my novels). Thanks for making me smile today!
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        1. You did? 🙂 If you’re beaming, then it must be a good thing, but I’m a bit flummoxed, Myke. I thought “to frist” meant “to postpone” and these are the only meanings I found:

          Verb
          (third-person singular simple present frists, present participle fristing, simple past and past participle fristed)
          (UK dialectal) To sell (goods) on trust or credit.
          (UK dialectal) To grant respite.
          (UK dialectal) To give a debtor credit or time for payment.
          (intransitive, UK dialectal) To defer; postpone.

          Then again, I’m not fluent in internet slang. LOL
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