Oh No!

I think I just met the man of my Dreams!

Sh*t.

Now what?! —Well, I WAAAS Single and Loving it

I love you. —Groupie

For years, I have been on my own. Quietly. Happily. Then, something happened. I met the person I want to be with. I see the big picture - home, family, loved ones, trials and struggles, but joy and happiness. I know this is truly meant for me. I've never wanted anything so much. Of course, it's not that easy. The odds are stacked against us. I am open to the joys and sorrows of life. No matter the outcome, this has changed my already sweet life for the better. I brim with hope. I believe in the power of prayer, and pray for this every day. And, if this speaks to you at all, please say a prayer for me. I know it will help. With gratefulness and love… — S.M

Being with you is like having two brains. —Cerebellum

You work in the produce section. I was having a terrible day and you took me around the store with a paring knife and let me sample all the apples. It made a terrible day so much better.

Another day I asked you for advice about making an apple pie — I explained that I have celiac disease and am a poor student, so if I was going to indulge in this pie endeavour, it had to be perfect. You gave me some great tips and encouragement, and told me that you also ate gluten free. I had planned on just eating the pie myself, but after meeting you, I wanted to share. I was too afraid ask, convinced you would think I was crazy... so I just didn't bake the pie at all.

Since then, I've taken to looking for you every time I do my groceries. Most days you're there. You have the most lovely and genuine smile. I wonder if you recognize me. If you do, please say hello. I would love to bake you a pie. —Shy apple-loving shopper

i anticipate a joy-induced heart attack when i see you. let's never not kiss again. —uaeugh

To the pretty little lady sitting in her 3rd floor window in the south end of Barrington st. on a cold and windy Wednesday afternoon playing beautifully on her violin. Your music was as breathe taking as the flying wind. I stopped to listen and gave you a thumbs up and you returned a thank you my way. It is you who deserves a thank you for warming not only my day but everyone that past by your perch for the brief time you were there! — Play on Pretty Lady

Before I met you all I did was work. I knew nothing else but what I had done my whole life, which was work. You could say that all I knew was work and had a bad case of tunnel vision. But then we met and that all changed, but alas it was for a breaf time. We then added to our family for the first time. By this time my tunnel vision had virtually disappeared. But then something happened and I reverted back to having tunnel vision again for work. But luckily it did not last long for we added to the family again, during these 2 periods of time life was a bliss. But I fell short in not explaining and or properly showing my try emotions and or feelings in the way that was deserved by you and I fell back in to my tunnel vision again with work and thus a rift formed and continued to widen as the time went on. The rift came so large that it seems that no matter the size of bridge that could be built again there was always something that prevented it from bringing finished again. Alas now I sit here alone at the end of the partial bridge that I have constructed looking out to the other half wondering who it is that can help me Finnish this bridge that I have partially built. —William

Opening the slide door, taking a deep breathe, stepping onto the balcony ... before me is Halifax harbour, i hear the morning traffic sounds. Unfolding my little mat, I feel a little chilly ... I wait for the sensation to diminish, then pass away. Everything is just like this.

Sitting in half-lotus position, I feel the discomfort of stretching legs .. I wait for the sensation to diminish, then pass away. Everything is just like this.

I move to full-lotus, feeling the pain ...I wait for the sensation to diminish, then pass away. Everything is just like this.

Forming a resolution in my mind, I sit in blissfull self-love.Trembling with ecstasy, I can contain it no longer, unconditional love radiates from within, explodes with soft force in all directions, to all creatures in all directions ... I wait for the sensation to diminish, then pass away. Everything is just like this.

My bf comes out, with his coffee and cigarette, I thank him for not smoking inside, we share a morning hug ... I hold him till my whole body feels warm ... I wait for the sensation to diminish, then pass away. Everything is just like this.

Work calls, a minor crisis ... I send my bf to cover for a sick worker, he is glad to get the day's work. I finish his coffee as he gets ready, staring at the water traffic. The coffee is sickly sweet, and luke-warm ... I wait for the sensation to diminish, then pass away. Everything is just like this.

Work calls again, they need the safe opened ... I get changed in a hurry, and drive to my little business. A few crises later, all is well and i decide to sit in a little park on the waterfront. I give my bf a long kiss before leaving, long enough for all the stress to leave me. I sit in the park for an hour or so, long enough to start feeling cold. Putting my hands in my pockets, I realise that my bf's cigarettes are there ... I must have picked them up. I light one, feeling the tobacco smoke rush to my head, a feeling of euphoria and vertigo. I wait for the sensation to diminish, then pass away. Everything is just like this.

A scruffy lady approaches, asking for money. We talk for a while, she tells me about her alcohol problem, her failed marriage, her horrible life. She asks for a cigarette, and is quite pleased to get my bf's almost full package, her favourite brand. We share a big hug, and a little kiss. She is half-crying now, and so am I. Sometimes crying can be so liberating. We decide to get some lunch, she eats it with a barely disguised hunger. She tells me of her abusive ex, her health problems, her struggle to live on welfare.

We go to my apartment, the doorman looks at me like I'm insane, but says nothing. We sit on my balcony, sipping wine and relaxing, slowly becoming friends. She tells me all about bottle collecting, I am surprised that it is so competitive. I tell her all about the problems that I face in my business, and how I manage them. We decide to meet every week for lunch, and I give her a bottle of my bf's gin, some hygenic items she was needing, and another hug.

Morning is long gone, and I feel at peace. Who could ask for more? I wait for the sensation to diminish, then pass away. Everything is just like this. —Buddha

So what is real. Is it what we can taste, smell, touch and or feel? Is there honestly anyway for us to know or find out? Or is everything that we do predefined as some say as genetics, it is in our genes to be who we are and or what we do!. For me I say we are a culmination or what we do and how we do it and who we have in our life to accompanied us on our path through this existance we call life. Unfortunately there are those of us out there wether we know it or not that attempt to misdirect us on our path as we travel along so as to enhance their own path of existence that they are living. But there are times that we get lucky enough to have that other person joins us on our path and begin a journey together enriching and Complementing us and us into to them. But at times this same situation with happen but then one person or another no longer wishes to proceed on the enriching path that they are traveling with this person for. They believe three the path that runs alongside the one they are one is more rewarding than the one they are currently on. But they find out sooner than later in most cases it was simply an illusion that they were seeing and the new lath that they have chosen is not what they thought it would be or what they thought they see. Unfortunately this is happening more and more these day's. People Really now making choices without thinking them through and selecting a path that was not right for them and or selected the company in which they wanted to accompany them on that path/journey. —William