I tried to be the lover to your nightmare

At this moment I am listening to my friend drunkenly sing along to whatever song catches her attention on YouTube. Sometimes I can tell what songs they are… and sometimes not. This is a common occurrence when she drinks. All through her musical adventures, I am either trying to muffle my laughter or giving up the fight and bust out laughing. What I am supposed to be doing is writing this post though.

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We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope

So, I’m a day-ish late with this post. Yesterday morning I went on a photo field trip with some of the Lindens to a sim called The Trace. (Apparently this is the first of several they have planned for the future.) I loved the sim. The Trace is a beautiful beachy sim that I had not been to visit before. I decided to combine some pretty landscape shots from the field trip with some more pics of goodies from the Wayward Hunt.

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Isn’t it perfect how the memories feel the same? It feels just like coming home.

Isn’t it perfect how the memories, they feel the same?
Isn’t it amazing how the song remains unchanged?

‘Cause it’s you that I’m runnin’ to,
And it’s you that I’m feelin’ for lately…

‘Cause you are home to me

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It’s More than Love at First Sight, I Want a Sunday Kind of Love

…  I do my Sunday dreaming, oh yeah
And all my Sunday scheming
Every minute, every hour, every day
Oh, I’m hoping to discover
A certain kind of lover
Who will show me the way…

I want a Sunday kind of love, oh yeah
Sunday, Sunday, Sunday kind of love

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The Joy of Christmas Stays Here Inside Us & Fills Each and Every Heart with Love

It’s been raining here where I live on and off (mostly on) for near the last two weeks. The sun was shining for a while today though the rain clouds were hovering right off the coast just waiting to drench us some more. It doesn’t snow here, so rain and icy windows or rooftops is as close as it gets to a “white” Christmas for me. Why am I sharing this? Well, I love the rain. It usually mellows me out and for some reason this much rain so close to Christmas – along with some other things – has made me nostalgic for the Christmases of my childhood, or those of my kids’ when they were young.

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