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Finding a Brick of 24 Karat Gold Wisdom

Finding a Brick of 24 Karat Gold Wisdom

We all come across information on a daily basis which we do not believe is true. There is an endless stream of opinion out there and sometimes you discover something good, and sometimes you run across something that doesn’t make sense.

But don’t you love it when you run into a brick of 24 karat gold wisdom? Don’t you love it when you find some knowledge that you immediately know is true, and you don’t have to try to convince yourself it is, and you don’t need anyone else to convince you it is either?

I found one those chunks of wisdom in the Quincy Jones documentary on Netflix. Quincy Jones said that he and Ray Charles spoke these words together and lived by them. This idea has been written about before, but I was struck by the way it was put together when I heard Quincy Jones say it. I liked it so much I wrote it down.

“Not one drop of my self-worth depends on your acceptance of me.”

There is no doubt this wisdom made them what they became.

For me, it jumped off the screen and I thought, Now, that is the kind of knowledge a person can live by, that’s something anyone can live by. It’s wisdom that makes you feel solid with your soul and right with your heart. It makes you hold your head a little higher. It makes you feel more respect for yourself and others. After you hear something like that, you can feel the sun shining on your face and you say, I like who I am , right out loud.

“Not one drop of my self-worth depends on your acceptance of me.”

I hope you take that sentiment to the bank and deposit it. That’s the kind of money that accumulates interest. I hope you wear it on your chest like a super hero.

“Not one drop of my self-worth depends on your acceptance of me.”

That’s something that makes a person a better person, a stronger person, and a more loving person.

That’s the real thing. So I put in it my bank account, now I just want to share the wealth.

Thank you for reading my thoughts.

Stay wild stay free,

Rachel Hutcheson
Black Sheep Rebel Girl

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Running into John Malkovich

Running into John Malkovich

I waited on Tom Hanks and many other famous people when I worked at Wolf’s Deli in NYC. I waited on Garrison Keillor when I worked at the Cajun on 8th near 16th Street. I saw Parker Posey in The Strand Book Store and Debbie Harry on several occasions in Chelsea. One Saturday on Second Avenue, I shared the single nod of the head I see you with Joey Ramone as we passed each other in the East Village. I heard Elia Kazan speak at the Harold Clurman Theatre on 42nd Street along with about 25 other people. Elia Kazan directed A Street Car Named Desire and On the Waterfront with Marlon Brando. He also directed East of Eden with James Dean. It’s always fun to spot a star, and these are a few of the star sightings I had when I lived in New York.

I like all those stories, but the one I want to tell you about is me and John Malkovich.

I randomly saw John Malkovich 3 times, in 3 different cities, in 3 different decades in about a 13 year span. The first time I saw him was in Times Square. He was walking down the street with another person and so was I. This was one of my first star sightings and my friend Andrea and I followed him for a couple of blocks. Then we realized we weren’t going to do anything if we caught him, so we stopped. That was in the 80s.

The second time I saw John Malkovich was at the Lincoln Park Zoo in Chicago. We were both hanging out by the pond where they rent paddle-boats. He was casually dressed with a folded newspaper in his right hand. My guess is, he was waiting to meet someone, possibly a spy or an old friend.

The third time I saw John Malkovich was in LA. This time we spoke, because he was looking at a few of my husband’s paintings. I could tell he wondered if I recognized him. I wanted to gush and say yes, I do. I wanted to say that I had seen him 3 times, in 3 different cities, in 3 different decades. But I never said a word about it. We were in LA, so I played it LA cool. Plus, I wanted to see if he would say he recalled seeing me 3 times, in 3 different cities, in 3 different decades. But he never did, I guess his memory is not as good as mine.

Thank you for reading my thoughts,

Stay wild stay free,

Rachel Hutcheson
Black Sheep Rebel Girl

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Something to be Said About Perseverance

Something to be Said About Perseverance

There is something to be said about perseverance. There is something to be said about not giving up even when it looks like nothing is going to happen for you. Like you don’t have a chance in hell. There is something to be said about putting yourself out there for all to see. It doesn’t matter what the goal is.

I admire the guy who asks every girl he meets to go out with him. He knows what many people do not, one day some girl will say yes. He’s a go-getter and he is going to get the girl. It may not be love, but then again it might be.

I love the people who go on TV talent contests. These people have guts. Sheer guts. They want something and they’re willing to have their heart-broken on national TV with the replay on YouTube. Their dream plays out in front of all the people who ever believed in them, and the many who never did, and now those non-believers can tell everybody why they don’t believe. Little do they know the victory is in the going for it, win or lose, rise or fall, live or die. Perseverance is hard.

I revere the paramedic who is in the business of saving lives. On some days they even find themselves in the position of trying to bring a person back to life. What do they do? They stand there and work. They don’t stop, they do everything they can to help the person make it.

Perseverance goes a long way. You don’t climb Mount Everest without perseverance, you don’t make the millions or get to celebrate 50 years of marriage without it. No, you have to put yourself out there over and over again.

It’s the never giving up attitude, the believing in yourself and others that keeps you going. Of course, there are plenty of good reasons to quit something and sometimes you just decide that’s what you want to do, and so you do. I’ve quit many times, I quit playing trombone in 10th grade. Perseverance is hard.

Sometimes, I personally wonder what the hell I am doing with my life. I mean what the hell am I doing? Have I ruined my life? Where am I, I say to myself. Maybe I have ruined it and maybe I have had a lot of fun while doing so. Guffaw. But when I really think about it. When it all comes down to it, I’ll tell you what I am doing with my life. I am persevering. I am out in the ocean looking for some wind I can sail on. So are you. So keep going, everybody catches a breeze sometimes.

Thank you for reading my thoughts.

Stay wild stay free,

Black Sheep Rebel Girl

PS. I am releasing my first book, The Almost True Tales, Thoughts, and Observations of a Lifelong Black Sheep Rebel Girl later this month. I am really proud of this book. It’s about the outsider, the underdog, the late bloomer, the long-shot. I hope you read it and tell me what you think. My goal is to have you read it with a big smile on your face and a heart full of happiness. Join my email list and follow my journey. Wouldn’t you like to know if I get my ship to sail?

ml, Rachel

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Stuff You May Not Know About Me

Stuff You May Not Know About Me

I can’t help but hope someone else has been to this otherworldly place and knows what I know.

You see sometimes in the deep hours of night, I go to the location in space at which all the beautiful and all the sadness in the world meet.  As I sit there, they mix and float in tragic harmony through my body and soul.

At that moment I feel the extreme love and pain of life, and I’m talking about everybody’s and everything. It’s a lovely melancholy and my desire to smile and weep, my need to laugh and fall to pieces becomes overwhelming.

Life and death are pressed together inside me.

Then all at once the beautiful sadness shatters and stars burst from my heart and shoot to the sky. I look out my window at the new flickers of light and wonder what wishes will be wished on what I made.

See I’m just the star-maker, I can’t make the wishes too, it just doesn’t work like that. People have to make the wishes themselves.

But I got a lot up my sleeve and that is just one of the ways I make stars, I got of plenty of others I will tell you about someday. In fact, I make a lot of other stuff too and I will probably get around to telling you about those things as well.

Thank you for reading my thoughts.

Stay wild stay free,

Black Sheep Rebel Girl

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Love Under Pressure

Love Under Pressure

Love is a strange road, you never know where it will lead you.

I knew this girl who wanted to be loved so bad, and she wanted to give love too. But she couldn’t find that one special cat.

It isn’t like she didn’t try, she did. She went out and she searched. She met as many cats as she could find. Literally hundreds of them.

She found cats who loved her, but for one reason or another she could not love them back. She just didn’t feel it. A couple of different times she found a cat she did love, but neither one of those cats had the same feelings toward her. They liked her just fine, but they didn’t love her.

The miss-matches seemed to go on and on like this forever. It was painful, and she got sick of it.

After several years she gave up on cats and got herself a human instead.

It all worked out fine, and the love is mutual. It’s simple.

Last I heard, they were even thinking of getting a cat. Which is kind of weird but what do I know. Maybe, the “no pressure situation” will make it easier.

Thank you for reading my thoughts.

Stay wild stay free,

Black Sheep Rebel Girl

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Sometimes I See Dead People

Sometimes I See Dead People

We’ve become accustomed to roaming the streets of Nashville after most people are sleeping. We started walking late at night because it’s too damn hot in the summer to go out any earlier.  Plus, it’s always quiet and we almost never run into people, let alone cars.

Last October, we were walking down Battlefield Road, which is about a half a mile from where we live. One side of the road is a sloping hill lined with large brick homes, fences, sycamores, chestnut and rosebud trees. The other side is a small flat grassy field. There are no sidewalks, but there are a few street lights.

We were out there just after midnight when we saw two people with what looked like a dog walking in our direction. They were no more than 150 feet away. My husband and I mentioned them to each other, because it was late, and because that’s what we do when we see other people out walking in the dark.

For the next five or so seconds, those people walked toward us and we continued to walk toward them and then they were gone. I don’t mean they turned a corner or anything. There wasn’t any corner. I mean they disappeared. Bob and I looked at each other, “Did you see that?”

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I’m Not Your Steppin’ Stone

I’m Not Your Steppin’ Stone

I didn’t know it was going to happen but it did. I started feeling that swagger, that don’t mess with me because I am rock & roll two fingers in the air singing, “We will, we will rock you!”

A few weeks ago we went to The Getty Drive-In movie theater in Muskegon, Michigan. It was a Saturday night and all four screens were packed.

At intermission I saw this awesome homemade sign, “Walk & Drive At Your Own Risk In Drive In Area.”  It was stuck to the side of the concession stand right outside the women’s bathroom. I loved it, the care in the design and the writing said all there was to say about drive-ins. You are on your own!

Drive In Sign for Blog

I instantly felt a freedom come over me. The drive-in was the wild west and I was a badass walking through it. I felt like I did when I was eight years old and an older kid in our neighborhood was messing with my brother, and I told that kid, “If you touch my brother I will kick your butt.” I felt like I did when I bought my first pair of black high tops, cool. I felt like I did at a college kegger when somebody played “Stepping Stone” on the stereo. My boyfriend had just broken up with me and I danced and sang that song with conviction, no restriction, it was not fiction.

That drive-in made me feel like my old self, me, the me with the swagger in my walk. The me with the “Hey, back off” in my talk.

I hope they never change that sign. It’s OG and you rarely get to see that kind of awesomeness anymore.

Thank you for reading my thoughts.

Stay wild stay free,

Black Sheep Rebel Girl

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*original gangster OG

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Crazy Story

Crazy Story

Crazy story.

I know this girl who drove through a tunnel down here in Tennessee. It only took about four seconds or less to drive through it, but once she did everything changed.

She began speaking backwards and I mean in full sentences, word for word, like some kind of freakizoid.  Do you know how hard it is to do that?

There is magic in that tunnel and we can’t find where it is coming from. I did walk her back through the tunnel sideways, while she recited  “Row, Row, Row Your Boat.” I thought it might help, but it didn’t undue the backwards speaking thing.

However, she does roll her “R’s” now. So at least she’s got that going for her.

Thank you for reading my thoughts.

Stay wild stay free,

Black Sheep Rebel Girl

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Being an Asshole

Being an Asshole

Have you ever looked back and noticed different times in your life when you were an asshole?

I have, I have looked back and realized that I have been an asshole more times than I would like to remember. Of course, I didn’t see it at the time. So, I went ahead and did my asshole thing.

However, I do believe if I would have seen it, while I was doing it, I would have thought, “Oh, don’t do that. That’s being an asshole.” Which, I hope would have made me stop.

One of the benefits for me, about noticing my own assholeness, is when I see someone else be an asshole. It might piss me off at first, but then I usually come around to thinking, “No big deal. I myself have been an asshole on numerous occasions.” and that chills me out.

That’s all I really have to say about being an asshole.

Thank you for reading my thoughts.

Stay wild stay free,

Black Sheep Rebel Girl

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Flying Toward the Sun

Flying Toward the Sun

Right now, I am off in the woods without any WiFi. Every once in a while, I am able to connect at a lodge down the road. I hide behind a tree in their parking lot and steal their internet connection like a common criminal.

The rest of the time, I am running my fingers across the air, and taking a good look at the 3-D world around me.

Lake Michigan is just up the road. She is a beautiful, mysterious wonder. People swim in her glistening water, and jump over and through her crashing and sometimes violent waves.

Last weekend two of those people lost their life in her wildness. This occurred not too far from where we are staying.

Their life must have fallen out with their breath and flown toward the setting sun.

It made me recall the times my mother explained to us about a riptide and what we should do if we get caught in one.  She told us to be careful and not to go out too far. She made us wait a half an hour after eating before going back into the water and told us to never swim alone, etc.

I am sure when those two humans entered the lake, they knew they would get back out and go home. No one expects the water to take them.

I have thought about the people who went into the water last Sunday afternoon, and didn’t make it home. All I can say is, I am so sorry. I wish my mother could have told you about the danger. I can’t help but think it might have helped in some way. It feels very personal to me that you lost your life in my beloved home state and in the beautiful silver water that lines its shores.

Peace be with you and those you love.

She is beautiful and unrelenting. She is a lover whose price is high. She makes me shake my head in wonder at how quickly life can change.

I did not write this to frighten anyone. I think we should all live big, daring lives. I wrote this blog because this is what is in my head.

Thank you for reading my thoughts.

Stay wild stay free,

Black Sheep Rebel Girl

 

*A rip current is a strong, narrow jet of water that moves away from the beach and into the ocean as a result of local wave action. They can flow quickly, are unpredictable and are a result of the shape of the coastline.

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When You Know How To Work It

When You Know How To Work It

We have a mouse, who won’t eat the cheese in the trap we set up to catch him.  Instead he wanders over to refrigerator, opens the door and drags out the package of cheddar.  He also grabs the mayo and a bag of sliced turkey while he is in there.  Then he sniffs out the gluten-free bread on the counter, chews the bag open and makes himself a sandwich.

After he is done eating, he lies down on our couch to take a nap.  But before he falls asleep, I hear him say a little prayer.  He asks God to help the humans capture the terrible beast they are trying to catch in the trap under the sink.  He also thanks him for the cheese, the bread, the turkey, the mayo and the comfy sofa he has slept on for the last two weeks.

I think that mouse might be trying to psych us out.  It’s working,

Thank you for reading my thoughts.

Stay wild stay free,

Black Sheep Rebel Girl

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Making a Comeback

Making a Comeback

Dead tree in a green field, what happened to you?

Life?  I understand.  It’s happened to me too.

It happens to everyone sometimes.

Isn’t that a drag?

Not only does it kill you, but then you have to come back again.

 

Thank you for reading my thoughts.

Stay wild stay free,

Black Sheep Rebel Girl

 

BTW, I have been working full steam ahead on my first book.  I finally finished it and it is getting edited and proofread now.  It has been a long hard process for me to put this book together and it is not a large book.  I could write many blogs about everything I have been learning and still need to learn in order to get it completed and published.

One thing I do want to tell you;  it has been incredibly rewarding to write and to push through the zillion barriers I have hit.   I still have so much to do to get it completed, but I am very excited to have gotten it this far.  It is called: The Almost True Tales, Thoughts & Observations of a Life Long, Black Sheep Rebel Girl.

If you have any projects you have thought about doing but haven’t done yet: I highly recommend starting one and to keep going until you do get it done.  It might take a long time or you may find yourself completing it much faster than you thought.  Either way, I know you will find joy in doing those things you think about when you lie in bed awake at night.  Just like me.  -Rachel

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Almost Everything Has A Double

Almost Everything Has A Double

Almost everything in the universe has a double.  Somethings even have a triple.  But most of the time you can’t see it.  Yesterday, I saw the sun’s double when the two of them slipped apart.  They didn’t know I was looking or they just got lazy and separated for a moment.  I am sure it’s hard to be stuck together all the time.

All the same, I did get a picture of it and I’d sell the picture to Life Magazine if I thought they would believe me.  But, I know they’d bring some “expert” in to debunk my photo and my theory.  Just like they do with every cool discovery people make, such as Bigfoot sightings, spaceships, aliens, natural cures, etc.

That’s why I am posting my photo here.  To make a record of it.  To record the sighting.  I took this picture with my iPhone yesterday over by the one and only Trader Joe’s we have in Nashville, TN.  This photo has not been edited or filtered in any way.  So just know that you are looking at our sun’s double no matter what anyone says about it.

Maybe you will catch the two suns slip apart in person someday.  Or maybe you will catch the moon’s double or the Grand Canyons.  I hope you do.  The universe is full of secrets.  It’s always fun to find one.

Thank you for reading my thoughts.

Stay wild stay free,

Black Sheep Rebel Girl

PS. I am working on a couple of Black Sheep Rebel Girl books.  One of which I will put out this summer.  I hope you are enjoying what I write and are finding some fun in my words.  If you have a friend that you think would like my blog, please recommend it to them and join my mailing if you haven’t already.  Thank you!!!

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Allison Crochets for Winter

Allison Crochets for Winter

Allison sits outside and crochets in the summer so she can keep warm in the winter.  She is looking for a man.  Specifically, she would like to meet a painter or a poet.   A man with passion and the ability to make love over and over while reciting Shakespeare.  Factually, Allison is looking for a man who can keep her warm in the winter because a crocheted blanket so rarely does the trick on a cold night.

Thank you for reading my thoughts.

Stay wild stay free,

Black Sheep Rebel Girl

*Street art found in Nashville, Tn.

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Yellow Scooter & A Little Mermaid Tattoo

Yellow Scooter & A Little Mermaid Tattoo

She used to ride around on a yellow scooter in a Forever 21 cotton skirt. The skirt would fly up and you could see her “Little Mermaid” tattoo. About five years ago she got a fiancé who worked at EF Hutton. Suddenly she was buying pantsuits at Nordstrom to volunteer at a food kitchen once a week. I went to her engagement party at some country club. She grabbed me when I walked in the door and told me not to tell anyone how she used to be. Like I would do that or something.

Thank you for reading my thoughts.

Stay wild stay free,

Black Sheep Rebel Girl

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Eyes Like Flowers

Eyes Like Flowers

Enough

He makes my eyes feel like flowers.

Bright bursting petals of orange and pink fire.

He makes my hands feel like water, fluid and graceful.

I do not know what it means.

I do not care.

It is enough. 

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Thank you for reading my thoughts. 

Stay wild stay free, 

Black Sheep Rebel Girl

 

 

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Black & White World

Black & White World

What if there were no colors in the world and everything was black and white?  Black and white animals, black and white people, black and white trees, roads, buildings, handbags, golf clubs, flowers, fields, rivers, oceans and skies of black and white?  What if emotion was black and white and happiness was black and white and affection was black and white. 

Could you take it?  I can hardly think about it.  I wouldn’t want to listen to black and white music or read black and white books. I couldn’t fall in black and white love.  No, I need a little color to see where I am and what is what. I need a little color to get my own perspective and to know what I think.

I need the bright yellow sunrise and the tall green grass at the edge of a clear blue pond.  I need purple plums, red leaves, red lipstick and the red flush in a baby’s cheeks.  I need to know there is Orange Crush, orange juice and Orange Converse All Stars available if I so desire. What about the pink in a cat’s nose, pink bowling balls, pink flamingos and a pink Cadillac?  I need all the colors in the box of crayons and every other hue as well.

I need colors to feel the different shades of people’s hearts.  I need them to hear tones in music and words.  And can you imagine a black and white kiss?  I’d rather not be kissed at all.  No, I would not like thinking in only black and white thoughts, and seeing only black and white views and knowing only black and white hope.  So if it ever happens, if we ever find ourselves in a black and white world and you don’t like it, look for me.  I’ll be searching for the door and the dye.

Thank you for reading my thoughts. 

Stay wild stay free,

Black Sheep Rebel Girl

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My Debbie Reynolds Autograph

My Debbie Reynolds Autograph

In honor of International Women’s Day, I thought I would write a true story about inspiration, my mom and Debbie Reynolds.

I didn’t grow up next door to famous movie stars, but I did watch them on TV.

One night a musical staring Debbie Reynolds came on.   I know it wasn’t the first time I saw a Hollywood Musical because my mom made sure we saw them all.   However, it was the first time I knew I wanted to get to sing and dance like they did in that movie.   Everyone was having so much fun!   I don’t think I even realized the story we were watching was based on a real person,  I was only seven or eight years old.

The next day I put my pencil to paper and wrote a letter to the film’s star, Debbie Reynolds.   I told her I loved her movie “The Unsinkable Molly Brown” and that it made me want to be an actor.   I also told her I was a Girl Scout (because my mom told me that Debbie Reynolds had been a Girl Scout and a Girl Scout leader and because my mom told me I should tell her I was, because it was something we had in common).   I ended by asking if she would send me her autograph.    I didn’t know where to send the letter, so we decided I should address it to:

Debbie Reynolds
Hollywood, Ca.

I stuck a stamp on the envelope and put it in the mailbox a block away from our house in Kalamazoo, Mi.   About 6 weeks later this autographed picture came in the mail addressed to me.   I remember opening it and even then I thought it was a pretty young publicity shot of her.  But I was proud to get it and I placed it in my scrapbook under one of the clear sticky plastic pages where it remains today.

My mom has introduced us to many cool things, old Hollywood Musicals being right up there with the top.   We watched all the greats, Gene Kelly, Fred Astaire, Ginger Rogers, Judy Garland, Mickey Rooney, Shirley Temple, Leslie Caron, Jane Powell, Cyd Charisse, Esther Williams, Bob Hope, Bing Crosby, Frank Sinatra, Rosemary Clooney, Howard Keel, Debbie Reynolds and on and on.  It gave me a magical childhood and it taught me so much about people and about the world, like art so often does.

Thank you mom!

And thank you for reading my thoughts.

Stay wild stay free,

Black Sheep Rebel Girl
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What I’m Buying With My Silver Lining

What I’m Buying With My Silver Lining

The say every cloud has a silver lining, so here is my plan. When my silver lining comes in, I am going to pull it out of my cloud and sell it. Then I will take the money I made on my silver lining and buy a plane, the biggest one I can get. If all I can afford is a two-seater Cessna, that’s what I will buy.

Next, I am going to create an enormous net and attach it to the back of the plane and wait for a particularly cloudy day to come along. When I see a field of puffy cumulus monsters covering the sky from horizon to horizon, I will take off and capture as many clouds as I can hold in one fly across.  Now you can bet when I am back on the ground with a net full of clouds, I will remove all the silver linings.  And I am going to keep on flying that plane across the sky and pulling out the silver linings until I have enough money to buy every newspaper and every news station in the country.

Then I will take those stations and newspapers and fill the pages and the air time with music, art, dance, poetry, theatre and stories. Stories about how we used to live in a crazy shitty little world, but we don’t anymore.  Now, I intend to keep publishing those stories until that story is true, and then from there on out just for good measure.  You see every cloud does have a silver lining. 

I will probably need some help holding the clouds down and pulling out the linings, the acquisitions and programming, etc. If you’re up the ride let me know.  

Thank you for reading my thoughts.

Stay wild stay free,

Black Sheep Rebel Girl

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Everlasting Love

Everlasting Love

She wasn’t particular about where she gave her love. She knew she had plenty, so she often threw it up in the air and let it land where it may. It fell on street lamps, trees, dogs, grass, birds and people. Thousands of people were covered with it. They didn’t know what it was though, they just knew they felt connected to something real, something beautiful. All these years later those people can still feel it. See, she wasn’t throwing around any temporary love, it was the everlasting kind.

Thank you for reading my thoughts.

Stay wild stay free,

Black Sheep Rebel Girl

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