My favorite word is sycamore, as in the sycamore tree. I can't explain the appeal, because i've never seen a sycamore tree. I am a transient. I've been a mountian girl, a rural girl, a prarie girl, a southern girl, and a city girl. Where to next, who knows; But for now i'm 15 floors up in the sky of the city that never sleeps.
as for my blog title....Sycamore Cities....I've learned that everytime I move, the most important things cannot fit on the moving truck and have to stay behind. I attach myself to words, because with them, memories remain, musings inspire, and the poet can emerge. I am poet.
Here's my shpeal:
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- my socks never match, i like books,i like fashion, i love coffee, i like to write, my banana-seat bike is named after a dinosaur, i am very pale, i'm allergic to just about everything, last night i dreampt that i had a pet mosquito that was all mine and would wrap it's little leggies around my pinkie finger, i've lived in many places, my favorite color is grey, i can never eat just one wheat thin-it has to be the whole box.
Expression:
Love: Danny Roberts
a perfect day:
My weakness....Godiva Dark Chocolate:
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