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The Mute Button is On
And on some days you just don't know how to talk.
This is one of those days.

-H.
Posted by Everydaystranger at April 29, 2005 08:46 AM .http://blog2.mu.nu/cgi/trackback.cgi/77898
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You reminded me of Dorothy parker's "Little Words"
...I cannot conjure loveliness, to drown
The bitter woe that racks my cords apart.
The weary pen that sets my sorrow down
Feeds at my heart.
There is no mercy in the shifting year,
No beauty wraps me tenderly about.
I turn to little words- so you, my dear,
Can spell them out.
Sending you thoughts of peace and solace xx
Sometimes we hear what you say even when you're on mute...and it's still a beautiful racket...
Posted by: Mitzi Moore at May 1, 2005 11:28 PM:: runs through comment section in Rubber Clown Nose and Big Floppy Shoes ::
Do you see what an idiot I make of myself just in hopes of seeing your smile?
I'm sending you warm hugs and love, girl.
I'm with Jim -- you know the address should you need to vent.
xoxo
Posted by: Margi at May 1, 2005 10:38 AMThat should say, "t.v." (television if it still doesn't like it.)
Posted by: Serenity at May 1, 2005 01:49 AMPlop yourself in front of the t. in your pajamas with a bowl of Cap'n Crunch, (or whatever they sell over there) and watch cartoons or any show that requires absolutely no brain power but makes you laugh anyway.
Go lay on your back on a grassy hill and stare up at the clouds and try to find shapes in them.
Go on a picnic.
You've worked hard...time to let yourself be a kid again.
Posted by: Serenity at May 1, 2005 01:48 AMPicture says it all. Hope you take the weekend to recover. But, don't go silent, you would be missed.
Posted by: P Mann at April 30, 2005 02:30 PMI don't have the gift of saying anything touching like Jim or Azalea, but oh, how I do love that picture.
Er, painting. Er, lithograph?
Er, image. Never did take Art History.
Posted by: ilyka at April 30, 2005 09:46 AMI routinely have days where I feel like I don't know how to talk.
Posted by: Kate at April 30, 2005 08:53 AMBless your hearrt!!! Hugs, love, and Angus would be my prescription!!!
Posted by: azalea at April 30, 2005 12:46 AMI hope the fact of it being Friday holds for you some of the same comfort it is currently holding for me.
If not, I hope you have a good bottle of wine, a lush bubble bar, and Angus by your side.
Failing all of the above, you have at least this much: you're in my thoughts, and in my heart.
Posted by: Jennifer at April 29, 2005 08:22 PMHope you find your voice again soon, Helen, adn until you do - here's a hug from me......((( ))).....
Posted by: kenju at April 29, 2005 08:06 PMMy prescription: Mac and cheese. A bottle of wine. Cuddling w/Angus. C'est tout!
Gros bisou! xxx
Big hugs! You deserve a break as you just on stress overload. Hang in there and just give yourself a chance to recover after all you are far too hard on yourself. Be a little kind!
Wishing I had a great big wine cellar to share with you right about now.
Hope the weekend brings a little sunshine to you, Helen.
Posted by: scorpy at April 29, 2005 05:31 PM((((hugs and love)))))
Posted by: kat at April 29, 2005 04:13 PMHang in there Helen - sending you lots of hugs and warm wishes, and a large dollop of hope
abs x
Try and do something fun, and try to just forget about every thing this weekend! Big hugs.
Posted by: justme at April 29, 2005 02:49 PMJust put on some metal, grab an uzi.. and take care of business...
Posted by: pylorns at April 29, 2005 01:42 PM**HUG**
You're stronger than you think you are. This too shall pass.
Posted by: ~Easy at April 29, 2005 01:39 PMTrue, but I always know how to listen. Any time.
Posted by: Jim at April 29, 2005 10:28 AM
