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Unwelcome [socs]

Stream of consciousness Saturday

I never see his ghost,
Just a darker space
Where a shape
May have been.
They say a shade stays
Down in Hades,
Trapped and restless,
Divinity binned.
I should not fear
A haunted spirit near,
When the rules are clear.
And yet… the shapes
Come twisting in the dark.
They whisper, hiss,
Cavort, and mock.
This wretched spectral
Caller feeds
Upon my sleep,
Upon my dreams.
I would wish him peace,
So I may be free.

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Image credit to Shelley Krupa.

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Shooze Nooz [socs]

Stream of consciousness Saturday

I’ve been feeling pretty darn proud of myself for dumping so much stuff prior to my move, but even so… there’s a long way to go. The otter day I was staring at my shoes and I thought, hmm, I haven’t worn this pair in ages, these are uncomfy, and those are falling apart. Boom!💥 Three pairs in the trash. Not to mention a couple pair I dumped earlier.

Then yesterday I got the mail and what do I see? Yep, a flyer from DSW. Dammit! For those who don’t know, that’s Designer Shoe Warehouse, aka my favorite shoe store. And they are having a big turkey day sale. Gobble! 🦃

But but but… I still have too much stuff! (Tho ya know I could use some cute white sandals for summer, just saying…) Then I see the sale is for TURKEY DAY ONLY. Oh good! I’ll be gone turkey day, whew. Now I won’t be tempted to buy All The Shooze.

But wait. What do I see in the fine print?

“Use offer code BIGTHANKS to redeem online.”

Big thanks? I think not.

I just tucked the ad into my suitcase. Maybe my daughter and I can shop after pie. 🙄

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Written for Linda’s SOCS

Image credit to Shelley Krupa

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Doggie Dreams

Stream of consciousness Saturday

Once I had a dream of dogs and they were frightening, a whole pack, about to attack and kill me, circling around. It was mixed in with driving and my ex… I posted about it, I think, but we aren’t supposed to go look things up in our SOCS. Yesterday or the day before I dreamt of dogs again. It’s not a theme that recurs (npi) frequently, so it’s significant, imo. I don’t dream about cats either. Animals simply don’t inhabit much real estate in my dreamland. Anyway, I did look up the meaning of doggie dreams, not that I necessarily believe in any of that woo. Supposedly, dogs represent fidelity, loyalty, protection, and self-defense. But those would be nice dogs… my old dream wasn’t about nice dogs and my recent dream was about two huge, scary dogs jumping on me, one at a time, putting their paws on my shoulders, and staring into my eyes. Each time, I was sure I would die. Their owner, a mean horrible man I don’t know, stood to the side and did nothing. But the dogs didn’t hurt me, despite the fact that he didn’t call them off. I was terrified though.

The dream interpretation site said that a dog in a dream could be a self-protective emotional barrier, so maybe the doggies that put their paws on my shoulders weren’t dangerous. They could have been guarding me from something. The man may have been irrelevant. There were two dogs. One was brown, which may mean I feel out of control wrt to a relationship or may be starting a new one. And the other doggo was white, symbolizing friendship and happiness. I guess this doggie dream was a much better dream than the first one, where the dogs were aggressive and chasing me ~ symbolizing anger with my ex. Even though these last two doggos were huge and put their paws on me, there was no actual threat.

Sometimes a dog is just a dog. 💖

Adorable golden retriever puppy

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Images credits Shelley Krupa and Diane K.

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The Long Night

Stream of Consciousness Saturday

Wights were specific undead creatures in Game of Thrones, created and controlled by a White Walker. It took me a while to grok the difference ~ and this was not a slight difference. White Walkers possessed great power, while a wight, while frightening, was merely a pawn. A human could kill a wight in a fight, but he would have to burn its body to ensure it did not reanimate. A truly delightful sight occurred when our hero killed a White Walker. What do you think might happen then? All the wights he had turned would immediately collapse and disintegrate. All right!

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Gone Nuts, Back Soon

Nuts are supposed to be good for you, but trust me when I say I’ve gone way past my RDA. That would be my Recommended Dating Allowance, btw. What were you thinking? Yep, my five-year foray around the dating sites produced quite the variety of mixed nuts, some saltier than others, some spicy, others honey-coated… but in the end… all nuts, every last one. Nuttier than a fruitcake, if you put them all in a room together, which is something I would not recommend. Yes, I realize there must be something I do to attract all these nuts, or maybe I have some naturally occurring nut magnetism. Whatever it is, I certainly have dealt with my fair share of nuts. I am now on an indefinite nut break… for my own sanity. It wouldn’t do for me to turn into a nut too!

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Playing Dress-Up [socs]

Stream of consciousness Saturday

Dressing up for Halloween used to be a thing I really looked forward to. Not talking about putting on a scary spider shirt, but actually going all out in costume. Guess I began getting into it when the girls were little… so much fun to plan our costumes, whether we were going out or having our own party, or just trick or treating. 🎃

Even after my girls moved away, I was still into the Halloween spirit for many years. I enjoyed playing dress-up generally, such as when I went to a renaissance fair. I loved themed parties of any kind. But lately the thrill has gone. I’m not planning a costume for this Halloween at all… will probably just wear a pumpkin or kitty sweatshirt. 😻

Part of the reason for this change of heart is because of my annoying eye sensitivity lately. For the past couple years, I’ve had difficulty wearing eye makeup because my eyes are so dry and itchy all the time. Even when I wear a little on a special occasion, it makes the itchies worse. And yes I buy the “good” brands. It’s just better not to wear any eye makeup at all. Wearing anything dramatic to go with a costume? Forget it! Last time I did, my eyes became fiercely irritated. 👿

Besides the makeup issue, I’m just not into the idea of spending money on costumes any longer. Or having them and their accessories take up room in my dwindling storage space. Boo humbug! 👻

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A Goh-lden Oh-ldie [socs]

Stream of consciousness Saturday

Ohio and New York: that’s where my parents were born, Mom from the Midwest and Dad from the East Coast. They met in their 20s at Nationwide Insurance where they both worked. It not only was cool to date your coworkers back then ~ in fact, it was encouraged. Big companies sponsored social events to keep people happy and productive, friendly with their peers, and involved with their environment.

My father’s dating philosophy was very simple: find a pretty girl and take her to lunch.

That’s what he did, and they were engaged a mere two months later. Ooh! ❤️

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We DO need badges!

SOCS badge contest entry!

Please vote for me… and the cute critters! Thank you! ❤️

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The Daily Grind [socs]

Coffee grinder and cup

I don’t mind

The daily grind,

The sameness of days

Blending one into another.

I don’t scheme

For a change of scene,

An adrenaline rush,

The crisp crackle of change.

I’m at peace

With dawn in the east,

The rhythm of hours

Until dusk purples the sky.

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Ghosteaters [socs]

Demonic dog and cat

She has been looking forward to cooler days and the scent of darkness again, but the first crunch of dead leaves beneath her feet releases a distasteful memory. Sniffing the air, she is alert to catastrophe as her recollection metastasizes into sharp scenes of blood and bone. Was she huntress or prey? Her form is still insubstantial haze, yet solid enough to create sound… then she realizes it is not her feet crunching upon this ground.

Pairs of demonic eyes surround her as a fantastic array of beasts prepare for their ghostly feast.

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Written for Linda’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday and Laura’s October Challenge (Day 5)

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