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First time readers, kindly read the first entry for October 27, 2012, when this story began: 

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I am quite good at grasping abstract concepts.  Big words are "my life." 

I've had difficulty, though, reconciling two adages . . .

"Stop and smell the roses," is one.

"Wake up and smell the coffee," is the other.

I've melded them, in my mediocre, over-educated brain.

Here it is . . .

Find a sweet guy and let him love you.

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Aww... Sweet. "Sweet Guy who

Aww... Sweet.

"Sweet Guy who loves you" – where do those grow, again?

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Should there be a play? ~

"Where Sweet Guys Are Grown", a mystical little area with mystical little ways, and then found by who - a matchmaker?  Lost hikers?  A corporation thinking about locating a factory there? Librarians on vacation?

Ah, the mind tumbles.  

I thought the expressions were "Stop and smell the coffee" and "Wake up and smell the roses."  Guess I've been doing it wrong all these years.

That might explain some things.

Cheers