190313 – Deorling

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It’s hard for me to wake up from this dream
I try to hang on to your laughter
I try to hang on to those smiles
But the weight is pulling me down

My arms are so tired
I am losing interest to pull myself up
I’m counting on the cycle
And it is now night time

Blue dream, blue dream, serene nightmare
Roaming at the edge
Watching myself be happy again

Blue wave, blue wave, losing to the night
I can only go up from here
I need your love Deorling

Halloween 2018

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We went around the same block as last year. The rain did not dim the kids’ excitement. There were only a few participating houses, but it was fun. Once back home, Papa opens the garage door and displays what he had prepared the previous day. I am happy that even as we get older, have more responsibility and are constantly tired; we haven’t lost our silly kid enthusiasm for Halloween.

We only had a few trick or treater, eight to be precise. Let’s be better prepared next year and make it epic.