Sometimes I doubt if he was real. His postcards, his handwriting, his recent emails show me that he exists. Strange when we need to confirm that an experience happened. I can’t remember his voice, though I remember how he looked at me, I remember his eyes, his hands and now I understand everything. So, M. you were worth every moment and I am wishing you all the best in your life…
dragonfly29's Life List
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1. Learn to trust again, and trust wisely
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2. Stop thinking in an "all or nothing" way.
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3. be emotionally inteligent
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4. Live Without Fear
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5. stop worrying so much about what other people think of me
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6. stop judging myself so harshly
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7. Send a postcard to Postsecret
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8. Learn a martial art
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9. volunteer at an animal shelter
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10. Learn and recite a Vicky Pollard speech from Little Britain
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11. learn Russian
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12. Get a tattoo
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13. Master my tarot cards
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14. be able to sing like Tori Amos
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15. eat fruit every day
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16. Practice yoga regularly
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17. go back to Greece
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18. create a team of 43 crazy cat lovers
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Recent entries
Everyone advises me not to go abroad. They point out a variety of reasons not to go. But this is something I have in my mind for some years now. And then I ask myself… should I remain conscientiously relieved (and not go) or should I go guilty by conscientiously doing what I desire?
