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I blog:
1.  to discipline my writing
2.  to decide if I could make a life of it.
       

        Although this adventure has been anything but magical, I learned (from another adventure): life isn’t magical.

                  We expect everywhere we walk to become red carpet:
                         that first date to confirm he’s the one,
                         that first job to be suit-ties and panty-hose.

Oh how glorious, life in our minds.
Oh how real, life in the world.

                                                Notice: they never show the post-firework show; only life is left: insecurity-ridden, tear-inducing, laughter-filled, sunshine-and-rain-Monday-morning real life.