Comments on: cafe writing: when i was a kid http://blog.brokenpurplecrayon.com/archives/577 more than the sum of my parts Mon, 19 Dec 2011 20:52:12 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: Cafe Writing » SPACE – Participants http://blog.brokenpurplecrayon.com/archives/577/comment-page-1#comment-58 Cafe Writing » SPACE – Participants Thu, 17 Sep 2009 02:02:27 +0000 http://blog.brokenpurplecrayon.com/?p=577#comment-58 [...] When I Was a Kid, by Snack BPC [...] [...] When I Was a Kid, by Snack BPC [...]

]]> By: A~Lotus http://blog.brokenpurplecrayon.com/archives/577/comment-page-1#comment-57 A~Lotus Wed, 16 Sep 2009 01:48:35 +0000 http://blog.brokenpurplecrayon.com/?p=577#comment-57 Constant wandering. I too know that feeling well. I'm an introvert always wanting to fit in with the crowd but at the same time savor my own solitude and never letting anyone get too close. This prose is written beautifully. I like that there are people like yourself who want to be an astronaut at one point in time. Constant wandering. I too know that feeling well. I’m an introvert always wanting to fit in with the crowd but at the same time savor my own solitude and never letting anyone get too close.

This prose is written beautifully. I like that there are people like yourself who want to be an astronaut at one point in time.

]]> By: Gemma http://blog.brokenpurplecrayon.com/archives/577/comment-page-1#comment-53 Gemma Sun, 09 Aug 2009 10:18:53 +0000 http://blog.brokenpurplecrayon.com/?p=577#comment-53 I know that feeling of looking for a constant in a wnadering childhood. In my case, I was a lonely child with a rather remote mother. My father died when I was 12 and my brother lived in his own mental illusions. So I found a white horse that used to graze within sight of my classroom window. That horse kept my soul smiling! I know that feeling of looking for a constant in a wnadering childhood. In my case, I was a lonely child with a rather remote mother. My father died when I was 12 and my brother lived in his own mental illusions. So I found a white horse that used to graze within sight of my classroom window. That horse kept my soul smiling!

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