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daily musings of a vintage addict * I am totally obsessed with all things vintage * trying to keep up with my past...and sometimes ordinary everyday life

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here I am in a little cottage that evokes the energies of my ancestral lands - a cottage on the moors of Cornwall, or on the cliff tops of Ireland or Scotland. It has a hearth. I am a hedge witch {of sorts}. I wear upcycled clothes, patchouli oil and Redback boots. I am a gypsy; an eccentric and a mystic [I often live with a foot in two worlds]. I serve my guests, tea from an old silver teapot. I love Vervain, yarrow, chamomile & mint. Star watcher and Moon gazer. story cloth weaver. keeper of family dreams and wishes. good friend and creator of life. herbal tea drinker and potion maker.

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February 01, 2006

grow up ! who me?

do you ever go outside, very adult like.... walking to get something, maybe from the car or clothes of the line and all of a sudden ! you get spooked & you run so fast to the door without looking back, cause you are sure there is something or someone chasing after you? And you don't think you are going to make it before what ever it is grabs you. Your heart is beating so fast and you are holding your breath and scared witless. happens to me all the time

7 Comments:

Blogger Cookie said...

I only have that happen to me in my dreams....Im always running from something or someone and scared stiff....so much so that my legs arnt moving...Now thats scary !!!! lolol

1:04 am  
Blogger Shirley said...

Yes, and when you hear something in bed you cover your head with the covers and that makes everything ok!... or is that just me?

2:49 am  
Blogger Peggy said...

I was that way all the time until I was about 45 years old and after that I am the one that goes outside after dark to check a noise or look in the closet for the axe murderer my daughter always thinks is there LOL. I did keep looking night before last for a ghost my neighbor saw ( will post about it)

5:05 am  
Blogger Alice said...

!!!!! GOTCHA !!!!!

7:03 am  
Blogger Unknown said...

Yep, It happens to me too!

7:32 am  
Blogger Amy said...

yes I've had that many times, it creeps me out.

7:37 am  
Blogger Maggie Ann said...

I only feel like that if I'm coming home after dark alone...which thankfully is very rare. I always feel so safe when my husband is nearby. I hate it though when I decide to go outside after dark to get something I have left in the car. Thats where those motion detector lights are a girl's best friend...smile.

4:04 pm  

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