Volatility makes one feel insecure. Flying with no strings attached is a nightmare.
My daughter wants to go abroad for a doctorate, and I’ve spent three sleepless nights in a row. Umbilical cords remain. Relationships become tumultuous if one side holds tighter.
Quivering balloons on the bumper of the car driving ahead tell me she needs a vehicle of her own – to drive to her destination. I can’t continue giving her rides.
At the next red light, I get down and cut the balloon strings. I’ll compensate the owners for their loss. But someone needs to be set free…

Well done, and quite a surprise. ~nan
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Thank you, Nan!
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Thanks!
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The reality of life.
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You are right. Thanks!
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Reblogged this on NEW BLOG HERE >> https:/BOOKS.ESLARN-NET.DE.
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So true. Beautiful.
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Thanks!
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You have a lovely speaking voice!
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It’s a recorded AI voice☺️ Anchor provides the facility.
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I’m nodding even though I have no idea what you’re talking about lol!! 🤣
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😀😀
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A profound take Reena.
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Thank you, Sadje!
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My pleasure
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