tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605691578431285624.post8576314161844341469..comments2023-09-01T11:08:56.072-04:00Comments on ...A Bear Maiden Went Out Into The Fields One Day...: Right This Very MomentThe Bear Maidenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08219416611385201896noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605691578431285624.post-66609390187547444752007-10-22T16:29:00.000-04:002007-10-22T16:29:00.000-04:00Thank you darlin'. Though my annoyance is more at ...Thank you darlin'. Though my annoyance is more at myself. For caring, for getting involved, for letting my guard down. Men are what they are: it's like that old proverb about the woman who picks up the dying snake by the side of the road, and nurses him back to health. One day he bites her, and as she dies she asks him "I nursed you back to health when you were dying. Why would you do this to me?The Bear Maidenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08219416611385201896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605691578431285624.post-30617084207740615282007-10-22T06:24:00.000-04:002007-10-22T06:24:00.000-04:00Not that it helps you any, but I'm there with you ...Not that it helps you any, but I'm there with you . . . instead of the lambs, it's my stomach in knots, eating little. And my alarm clock going off right in the middle of me dreaming about A**hole, dreaming I was in his arms & felt safe again. <BR/><BR/>Anyway, thinking of you & sending major PVs.Roshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00578915429639290640noreply@blogger.com