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My Mornigs at the Bus Stop This Fall

I wake up in the darkness, and I feel like I’m dying. I just want to die, go back to bed and never wake up. I wish I could take my Munequito with me and go as far away as … Continue reading

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What Am I Tired Of?

Quite often I say that I’m tired. I know what I mean, and I think my husband sort of understands it as well. But the other day, when I said I was tired during confession, Father asked me: What are … Continue reading

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Thirsty of Peace & Starving Of Light

I’m thirsty of peace, and starving of light.   My heart feels uneasy, with a longing for rest and quiet, for a peace than sometimes seems unreachable.   But my starving soul tempts me every day and advises me to … Continue reading

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One Of The Obsessions That’s Slowly Destroying Me

I have a few obsessions; I think all of them are slowly destroying me. One of them is about going to a beautiful sunny beach with my Munequito. I didn’t have a honeymoon, but I never wanted one. To be … Continue reading

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My Two Instant Thoughts

When small things crush me, this is what I immediately think: I’m simply not meant for happiness & Why do X & Y never have any failures like mine?; they don’t work hard at all and things go well for … Continue reading

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It’s Easier

Yesterday, I was sitting outside the Art Gallery at 9:10 pm. It was dark, but not too cold. I was waiting to be picked up by my Muñequito because my class ended early. So I was there…sitting on a cement … Continue reading

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With Tears…Again.

I wish there could be a week in which I wouldn’t cry, a week in which I could only feel happiness. In fact, I don’t even want happiness, I just don’t want to feel any despair or anger. I want … Continue reading

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