Today was thanksgiving, I had a delicious dinner with friends, the weather was beautiful, the drive was safe, and now, in my comfortable chair at home, it feels like a good time for me to count my blessings. And yet, everytime I need most to count my blessings, when I'm five times sad, and four times lonely, I forget how to count.
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When all is far, and all is empty, I set sail and dock on a familiar shore, somewhere in my imagination
3 Comments:
paint, paint, paint ...
(that was three times:)!
I'm sorry you feel the way you feel - I wish there was a medicine that would make you happier again, doctor!
I wish there was one for me as well ...
I just love your blog, Fouad!
Happy thanksgiving to you.
Among the things I am grateful for; it is that there are still sane and bright people like you around.
Thank you for sharing this beauty with us.
Dir balak ala Halak!
Z.Z
I'll paint zee, thank you :)
That was beautiful pilgrim, thanks..
Z.Z you're too kind, thank you and come back often, and take care of yourself as well.
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