 I distinctly remember a record player and a tiled basement floor in summer. It may have been a Fisher Price record player, but the record was definitely Sound of Music. I'm pretty certain I wore that record out along with South Pacific and West Side Story. Classic love stories, all three of them. This struck me for the first time in decades as I listened to Pandora tuned to a Musicals themed station yesterday. I listened as I processed vegies for salads this week. I was crying listening to There's a Place For Us... OMG that's a sad song, especially given the ending of the movie... no one to spoil, so no spoiler... if you haven't seen it WATCH IT! It stirred up an entire cadre (is that more than a host?) of memories and girlish expectations about romantic love and my soul mate and forever partner... I went on to feel even more sad and sorry for my sad bumm when A Hard Knocks Life came on and I remembered how lucky I am. A nice and interesting emotional roller coaster all while chopping veg! Life ROCKS!
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I decided back in November 2015 to make my poetry available and journal online. I'm not exactly sure what "blogging" means but I am quite sure this is an online journal. Feel free to read on with an aire of open minded curiosity. At no time do I intend to offend, judge or pretend to know anything really, I'm just an observer and explorer, as we all are. Feel free to "boldly go" through my observations and perhaps it will spark or inspire. Comments are off because I don't want to be worried about political correctness when I'm writing. I'm not thinking about "you." I'm just writing because it feels "right". Feel free to enjoy or surf on. LA McCauley 
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