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Wenn die Nacht keine Türe hätte woher käme der Tag?
Und zuletzt wohin ginge er wenn die Nacht keine Türe hätte?

Erich Fried, Vorübungen für Wunder


Pensioner. Married. Retired. Musician at heart. I miss working with children with developmental disorders. Mother of five. Immature taste. Explosive temper when young, way calmer now. See, age mellows! Bad English. That´s all you need to know for now.
Once, when I was bored, I used to write sappy fanfics, but you won´t find them in my journal anymore. Fortunately I was not bored this often, or people would have been hot on my heels to keep me from writing.


This journal is mainly about personal stuff. Most of my entries are friend-locked, because I do not want my family´s photos show up in the WWW without my consent! You are welcome to friend me, because new friends are great, just give me a hint, and I´ll friend you back! But keep in mind when commenting- with malice toward none, just the way Lincoln has wanted!