HOUSE KEY
O, that I should be so fortunate as to have a dial up encouragement. i have found the ultimate review, to link up with a perfectionist and a punishing worker is a venerable solution to those procrastination and low drive moments. I have the motivation that i need for that elusive prize.
The ultimate story that even the workers in the janitorial department at my former school ie we the students never found in the trash baskets we emptied. I have the house key. For those new to the definition of ‘house key’-female home and heart, the ‘house key ‘is the code for the secret to that connection between close friends that is the hinged door between lovers and friends and haters and fans.
Let me break this down further. In my experience few things perplex the human mind like the threat of the potential of the heart to astound itself. I am talking pure adrenalin here. I think the house key phenomenon should be studied. It is like those mind maps or your own personal castle (anybody read Hannibal Lector)
Now imagine a greco-Roman casle where one’s fondest memories reside. There are few parallels across cultures. For me, that first day at school, that first double vanilla icecream cone from SnoCream and the mess i created after that. I have a storehouse of those moments. I particularly recall losing oxygen on My Kenya as a 12 year old hiker. But away with these mundane descriptions for the ‘house key’. There is a door i dare not open. It is that part that swings as if it were unlocked but whose essence is that it is a lock. Few dare venture into the realm of the heart. Nothing seems to last in its radiance. Take a wild guess —romance? too trite. Brogueish type mystero-pseudo zorros in my life? i wish. Its the simpler connections that make this thing examinable.
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Wow, i start blogging on blogger. Statement w/out cause and effect.MMwah.
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