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Our Musings category focuses on speculation, reflection and deep thought, covering everything from self-contemplation to humorous views on life in general.

This is the place to submit your thoughts on spiritual matters or philosophical subjects and to share your feelings on any topics you’ve ever pondered or wondered about.

BillyNew 4 days ago

Midnight Blues

Diary of a Fabulous Dreamer part 8 (final part)

There’s a drink after work tomorrow night. That’s what they’re all saying at work. I’m sitting in my corner of the office and everyone’s talking about it. Am I going, they ask me? Kevin – aka “Mr Bryant” – seems quite keen for me to be there. I...

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BillyNew 1 week ago

Weekend

Diary of a Fabulous Dreamer part 7

It’s a shock to the system, starting work. At the weekend, I’m in the mood for a big blowout. So that’s what we do. We go round the flesh pots of the town, The Queens, The Red Lion, and the rest, and end up going clubbing to Lux. I’m used to the p...

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TheShyThespian 1 week ago

A Lover Lost...

This is a story of loss and bereavement.

My dearest Darling, You’ve meant so much to me since we’ve been together. You’ve been a beacon of hope, allowing me to express myself in ways I didn’t know I needed. You may not even know it, but you encouraged me so much. You’ve helped me have the...

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Read Time 4 min
Molly 2 weeks ago

What Gives You The Right

My rambling thoughts...

What gives you the right to assume I’m DTF? That’s Down To… Well, you can look it up. I assure you I’m not. Perhaps after some time, some long time, and a bonding friendship built of courting and a heavy dose of flirting. Yes, I said courting. People...

His eyes were curious, his ears inquisitive. I wondered if he was a fan of Taylor Swift or if the sound of the ukulele touched at some primal memory. Or, maybe like me, he just liked the sound of the small waterfall that cascaded down the smooth tim...

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As I tootle-foot along the wayover coastal dreams and streams through meadows of yesterday and marigolds of butterfly wings bubbling life's champagne crickets fiddle fantasia's quadrille overstepping stones and 'morrows where love covers eve...

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BillyNew 3 weeks ago

Club

Diary of a Fabulous Dreamer part 6

It’s her again. I’d know her anywhere. It’s the girl we saw the other night. The blonde one, going by the name of Kelly, if memory serves correctly. We’re doing our usual thing, hanging around the bar in Lux. It’s Saturday night and I’m, somehow,...

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TiTo 3 weeks ago

The Voice of My Hair

Life's Coping Mechanisms

The other day I stared into the mirror looking at my receding hairline and feeling I could have done with some better genes and some better hair maybe? But then I stopped and shut my eyes...  One thought led to the other and took me down a rab...

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Read Time 3 min

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There are no flowers without breath no life without dark or heartbreak without pain in loneliness of everything lost yet I feel your nearness to forget all tears 

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On my last birthday, my husband bought me a new car. I have to say it was lovely, dark blue shiny paintwork, it had everything. My old red car was a bit of a classic, but it did drive like a tractor. No power steering, no air conditioning. It was als...

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I see your face  When I close my eyes I hear our music Your voice in my head Love has no limit No ending of time In my heart and soul You’re with me The touch is strong Still I miss you

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AaronArcher 1 month ago

Chalk Dust

musings

Long thin strands emanating from a jar of angel's hair cotton. Draping over crystal roses and buttons. Of memories and Cheerios when I was a lad, and the stars were brighter. When dudes were from the East, and there was respect for one's elders. Coff...

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Ping 1 month ago

Getting A Little Heiny

Sometimes we’ve done a better job than we think we’re doing…

Camping. Love it or hate it, it sucks. Rainy tent erection. Sucks. Boisterous drunken neighbours. Sucks. Mosquitoes. Every single one of them sucks. What doesn’t suck are the shared lasting memories that are both measurable and immeasurable. The inde...

BillyNew 1 month ago

Graduate

Diary of a Fabulous Dreamer part 5

It’s a day out of life.  My current life.  Back to my old life, in a way.  Or is my life at home my old life, the one before I went away?  What is life and what is current?  The past and the future?  Where do they intertwine?  Or do they? Does it mat...

Good morning young lady, what a lovely day today. Don’t you agree? Truly smashing for this time of year. Do you remember? Of course, you don’t, you’re too young to remember, but years ago, the High Street always had flowers outside the shops. It was...