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How Are You

I opened the door and let the flood roll in all I said was how are you a plain simple answer would have sufficed but no- here it was the whole truckload of ungodly manure dumped at my feet piled so high up my nose and ears were full of it not once but twice and come to think of it it’s every single time I doubt I really need this it isn’t sane or healthy remembering I’m trying to unclutter my own mess clear my own backyard AP: 1st place 2020 Posted on December 14, 2018

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Timothy Mcguire

Date: 12/18/2018 12:27:00 PM

Been there, along with forgiveness it's tough to handle at times. But then i remember sometimes people just need someone to unload their souls to.

Line Gauthier
Date: 12/18/2018 1:17:00 PM

Lending an ear makes them feel better.

M. L. Kiser

Date: 12/17/2018 7:57:00 PM

That is the way that it often goes; you never know when you're going to get a big splat of manure from someone. You've summed it all up, very well.

Line Gauthier
Date: 12/17/2018 8:29:00 PM

LOL how true... you just never know. Keeps life interesting, ML. Thanks for your visit. And... how are you by the way? LOL

Gershon Wolf

Date: 12/15/2018 9:34:00 PM

Wow! This really speaks to me as an ESL teacher and someone who has learned several languages as an adult...I've tried hard to convey to people that "How are you?" often = good morning, and NOT an invitation to unload... You have really captured a truckload here. Great write! Best wishes, Gershon

Line Gauthier
Date: 12/16/2018 1:04:00 AM

LOL glad it spoke to you and doubly glad that you are getting the message out there that a simple FINE will do often times. Thanks for the most appreciated visit and comment, Gershon.