βAnyway that you want me. Anyway that you’ll take me. Anyway that you’ll make me be part of you. Anyway that I knowβ
The Liebster AwardΒ
I havenβt participated in the WP awards in ages, but having been nominated by the wonderful and inspiring…
https://emergingfromthedarknight.wordpress.com/2018/05/26/the-liebster-award/
I felt I couldnβt refuse. Please check out this amazing blog.
Oh to participate you :
Shake the hand of the person who nominated you with gratitude, providing a link to their blog.
Provide answers to the 11 questions they gave you.
List 11 fun facts about yourself.
Here goes
1. If you were granted one wish what would it be? This sounds so trite and beauty contestant silly, but world peace. Thereβs just so much chaos and hate out there , it would be lovely to live in a world without both.
2. What is your favourite season and why? Fall. Itβs just a magical time of year. The air almost sparkles. I swear Iβm not drunk… yet. Kidding
3. Have you ever had your heart badly broken? By whom? A few times and always by people I loved dearly. I guess thatβs why they call it heart broken. The wonderful thing is thereβs usually something better in stone for us. No sense holding on to something that hurts you. Love the people who love you. Theyβre the ones who matter.
4. What makes you cry? Aside from heartbreak, everything . Ha! Injustices, sappy movies, songs, every time I consider who the president is.
5. What makes you laugh? My family, friends, Jom Stewart, my morning mirror self..
6. What person inspires you most on your journey of life and why? My parents. I canβt pick just one Theyβre both amazing people who never back down They have taught me so much and passed on a love for reading, music and nature
7. Who is your favourite author? F. Scott Fitzgerald. He had such a lyrical style
8. What is your favourite food? Spaghetti Yum!
9. If you could change one thing about yourself what would it be? Iβd be less critical of myself
10. What is your most treasured possession and why? My sanity. Ha! I have a few special items that I hold dear.
11. What do you think the most important quality in a person is? Loyalty and kindness. Again, I couldnβt pick just one.π
11 Facta About Me
1. I love anything vintage
2. My mom almost named me Suki
3. Iβm random and prone to break into a song at odd times
4, My celebrity crush is James Purefoy
5. Iβm a fast reader. I usually read 3 books a week
6. Iβm clumsy but not clueless
7. When I was a child, my nickname was Jabber Jaws
8. Despite that, I am an introvert, prone to bouts of shyness and social anxiety.
9. My favorite song is βFalling Slowlyβ
10. I have no time for shallow minded, fickleness.
11. I currently have these lyrics stuck in my head, British accents and all βWe donβt need no education. We donβt need no thought control.β
And now…
Provide a list of your own 11 questions.
Nominate 11 other bloggers by providing links to their blogs.
I canβt pick just 11 bloggers so this is for anyone who would like to participate.
Here goes:
1. If you were a mixed drink, what would you be?
2. Whatβs the theme song of your life?
3. How would you define yourself in three words?
4. What got you into blogging?
5. If you could only look at one cityscape for the rest of your life, which would it be?
6. Coke or Pepsi?
7. What does your perfect day look like?
8. Favorite song?
9. Whatβs the funniest joke youβve ever heard?
10. How would you define love?
11. Whatβs the best advice someone has ever given you?
The Depot at Gibson MillΒ
The Depot at Gibson Mills is an antique shop located in Concord North Carolina. Itβs glorious. What a treat for anyone who loves vintage as much as I do. The store is huge. I canβt wait to go back. Hereβs a taste of just some of the lovely goodies youβll find there. 
Music MondayΒ
βI want so badly to believe that there is truth, that love is real. And I want life in every word to the extent that it’s absurdβ
Find The One
Find the one who focuses on your
mind and not just the shape
of your curves.
The one who disrobes
your soul before discarding
your clothes.
Find the one who doesnβt
only immerse himself in
your softness, but in your
tangled spirit too.
The one who isnβt afraid of
your summer storms, or the
way you wear your imperfections
like a tree weighed
down by its vines.
Find the one who will listen
to you even when your tune
hints of dark dissonant notes,
and a song composed in rain.
The one who is hungry to
learn your history and how
each blade of grass shifted
and grew.
Find the one who sighs
your name not with regret
but with aliveness.
Seduction in the frequency
but tenderness too.
The one who loves you
whether the stove flames
or the kettle burns.
Find the one who sees you.
not just in the sunβs reflective light
But when the sky dims too.
The one who looks at you
like you hold spring in your
hands, the bluebirds, the
green grass, and a thousand
wildflowers too.
-Tosha Michelle
Feline MadnessΒ
Happy Sunday beautiful WP people and Chris π. I give you the finest feline in all of feline kind. You better recognize! Heβs 14 pounds of pure awesomeness and a stage 5 clinger. I donβt mind though. Heβs just so darn cuddly. Iβm going stop before this gets weird. Whatβs that? Too late? Oh well . π
I also bought a romper the other day and Iβm not sure how I feel about it. Trying new things with my hair, makeup and wardrobe. Itβs always an adventure.
Ok and now for some music. On a Keith Urban kick recently. This is my song for Tucker. π. Really like it and Carrie is adorable. Listen, it will give you the happy feels.
Dear FemaleΒ
Better to be alone than devalued.
Thereβs beauty in soliloquies too.
Sometimes your optic nerve will trick you into thinking youβre falling into the soft cotton of him, only to discover it was wool instead.
If you do find a comfortable place to rest. Treat him like your favorite chocolate or mixed metaphor.
Kiss him often and donβt fear the heat of the scald. Let him read the face of your soul.
Remember, better to be a beloved lover than just a lover.
Be brave and risk climbing star laced trellises. Eat the wild raspberries.
Honey and milk under the tongue should always be spiced with peppermint and truth.
You can do better or worse.
There will be seasons of weeping willows and years of cherry trees. Savor them.
So called friends are like your favorite cereal, easy to find.
Real friends more like magic seeds but if found, can grow oak trees that will anchor your city for a lifetime.
Donβt be afraid to strike a match but expect your thumb to get burnt.
The easy way out ends on the last train to nowhere.
Trust is the taste of sunshine but know lightening is always poised to strike, leaving a bitter taste in the mouth.
Forgive anyway
No matter what your age, itβs never too late to compose yourself in the stardust and consort with the sky. You define the view.
Hold onto the roses, crushed a little each year, theyβll become the attar of you. Recognize their fragrant worth.
Donβt wear out your voice calling for someone who doesnβt answer.
Leaves always depart. Let them go.
Refuse to dwell in an asylum of your own making. Tear it down and use the ruins to build a retreat
Donβt be afraid to forge mountains bare-handed and trees bareheaded.
Always dream like a kite gliding over a serene landscape, but be aware of diseased branches out to snare you.
A million flowers bloom inside of you. Let them spill out onto the pages of the world.
-Tosha Michelle
Stage Leaps
Renewal happens in stage leaps
and high dives.
Under the water waits another
life, another world
Listen to the keening of the day.
Spring always comes around again.
The sun doesn’t move but we can.
Don’t be afraid to shimmer
to put on new skin.
Let your heart be hungry
Knowing whatever you become
next will be better.
Shed your claws, your regrets
The air is brighter but the time
finite. Jump into the arms of
the novel of your life while
there still time to live the story.
-Tosha Michelle
No. 3905
Hey yβall. Check out the original Britβs blog. This guy has been a good friend to me for the last few years. Just when I think heβs gone, heβs back again, in full cheeky mode. Funny, how he pops up just when I need a pick me up. Heβs one of the few people who really gets me and still likes me. He accepts me as I am, and always makes me feel special and appreciated. You know the type that would give you a big hug anf be happy to pose in pictures with you making silly faces, and post them everywhere. The type who thinks youβre cool, not for how you look, but for who you are as a person and never makes you feel less than. He will also make you up some onion gravy, but gross to that.
Youβll love his poetry and quirky nature. Heβs fun to insult too, but maybe, thatβs just fun for me. Ha! Really though great guy and his girlfriend is an amazing photographer. I mean she even makes him look good! π
Wonder Why. By C A Middleton Β© 2018
The mirror to his psyche smashed.
The curtainβs torn; his temple trashed.
He sees no way of shaking
The wart-ridden effigy of self.
His mountainβs crumbled into dust.
The frame of fortune turned to rust.
The signs are pointing further
From any personal wealth.
The time has come to wonder
Why the sun still shines.
As he attempts his damnedest
To erase the previous lines.
The birds have all got tonsillitis.
They croak as they try to delight us.
The clouds are full of shit
Sprinkling on our heads.
Marvin Gaye is scratched and weak.
The demons are the ones to keep.
They pray upon our hands and feet
As we curl in bed.
The time has come to wonder
Why the sun still shines.
As he attempts his damnedest
To erase the previous lines.
Lived It
This song makes me so nostalgic. If you grew up in the Sourh during the 80s it might just resonate with you too. I sent this to my brother. The second verse is so him. Happy Sunday.β€οΈ
βOh, you think I’m talking crazy
In a different language you might not understand
Oh, that’s alright
That’s just the kind of life that made me who I am
Just taking my mind on a visit
Back in time ’cause I miss it
You wouldn’t know to love it like I love it
Unless you lived it
And man, I lived itβ
Everything I Never Told You 
