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12 Aug 2017 

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Surprisinly, this afternon ,she had a comment about the night she had spent alone many years ago. Withing many of some of the things, were the same, the wine, the big lounge...and day dreamming.

It had been a long and tirering evening, some what like the losing picture of lost images. Upon which when she returned to that sadnees. With filled spirits. She had certainly had to have come to me. I was a difficult content you know, but in sense it had to be. I would not think of things just before our sessions. But with time I had to. I just had to prepare my own content, come what may.Well, when she climbed the stairs, and the big office on the beach opened there would be a gap of fifteen minutes. It was what I had. Fifteen full minutes of conversation. And it started filling in. I just had to fill the breathing,conversation, and jot down some art. She would be stepping down in twenty. I hadnīt be going for this. I should have started my own business. This office and tending some problematic women, seemed to much of overdo in my part. And would start calculating about when I would start thinking about her comments, like, processing. Some times it took months before, I myself processed everything on my own life, when just having her, and began to understand to stark speaking out. 


Just like herself, when talking to me afternoons, and the reasons why are those so special? Something had to be special in her life, she had to get rid of the expectation, start to really live it, that would really work. So as crafting a song I put some of the inventions that one is to do. Every one does something. Has a talent, a profession, a powerfull gift, a mission, or maybe an idea. But everyone had failed sometimes. So the evenings about her had to seem magical to me. At least to try to tend her in my office, try to do it a routine. Like every step she took. That wasnīt always that easy on her, so on me. One had to imagine, something more than talking to raise something new. If we had been intellingent enough, a cognitive research, about her would had been enough, but we hadnīt that resourse. I could ask her to watch a movie with me, try some of the technics I had to offer her as in newspaper articles, and such. But I had happened that I had already learned everything there was to learn about this lady. So as much as I tried, she had to be comming back the next week. I didnīt know really if that was my fault. In the end I liked the way it was, but time had to seem more open to reach other things. And that came naturally with words, places and things, was the only way I could fill my bag. With time there was no other stimulus I could find to continue doing my job. And I wish I would have some more time to think about treating myself. In fact I had accumulated a lot, just a lot of thoughts that I didnīt need. Something like five hundred words encoded in my vocabulary. I had worked so much to have financial comfort, and few were the arts I had accumullated or even lost it about treatment. And after all, truth ,and my tireless effort was not, recognized by any, my friends now were beginning to tell me different things,much else, that only telling this next week, had completed the thinking I had of them and that really after ten minutes, ten successfull minutes, I might be a kid again. And again, and again.  

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Needing the hour of our appointment,more then problems I had ever admitted to be my clients, and just then waiting for my client on time, when upon five minutes of delay, she had appeared in an almost red complexion, and an angry silluete. Trying to tell me something that was commonly hard  both easy and complex,to start, she engaged in what it seemed a happy conversation. Not to delay things further, she had been telling me about a rose that had been given by her aquaintance, and that upon receiving it she blatantly perceived it had broken its stem, and took it to the doctor lifting the sick rose and placing in the cheese pack on the mail box. After some confusion between the two she related, up until I interrupted with a small silence, the importance of her rethoric on the hour upon wich she related the episode trying to maintain a smile on her face, with much care, she lifted a glass of water, wich I had carefully placed by the small table, and the pretty face she maintaned on the tissues I had replaced. Withing thirty minutes, her smile had been prevailant and I let her go without checking my schedulle, or asking her to call for another appointment.  
   
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Needing the hour of our appointment,more then problems I had ever admitted to be my clients, and just then waiting for my client on time, when upon five minutes of delay, she had appeared in an almost red complexion, and an angry silluete. Trying to tell me something that was commonly hard  both easy and complex,to start, she engaged in what it seemed a happy conversation. Not to delay things further, she had been telling me about a rose that had been given by her aquaintance, and that upon receiving it she blatantly perceived it had broken its stem, and took it to the doctor lifting the sick rose and placing in the cheese pack on the mail box. After some confusion between the two she related, up until I interrupted with a small silence, the importance of her rethoric on the hour upon wich she related the episode trying to maintain a smile on her face, with much care, she lifted a glass of water, wich I had carefully placed by the small table, and the pretty face she maintaned on the tissues I had replaced. Withing thirty minutes, her smile had been prevailant and I let her go without checking my schedulle, or asking her to call for another appointment.  
   
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For
August trees, the same tree image, that nonetheless, never leaves, regardless.
But the evening had taken many hours that disguised,us like so, the pressure up from
back then, walking me along wigh a baggage in  summertime, like a miracle, a deceit so big as the whole forest, denying ones understanding, knowleage, and some consideration of the end itself
.
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tself as
an owner, took for itself, in all, our defourment, some like the ones we used
to have. 



Using our attraction
all and all, something nice that came from heaven, without none else the
felling of selflessness. We had met in unequivocal time, him and I. Where about
all my life was about to start. Time


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