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Taps,
I was just kidding. But I think I will write that short story.
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mneme
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October 14, 2006
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Frankenkitty, I agree with that psychiatrist. It works for me.
posted by
TAPS.
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October 12, 2006
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A psychiatrist once
told my mom that denial was a survival skill. People deal with things how they can when they can. Interstates scare the crap out of me. I'm glad you made it to where you were going
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Flumpystalls3000
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October 12, 2006
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WOW, TAPS~, you sure know how to tell a story. I've witnessed some terrible accidents in my lifetime too, most recently this past Labor Day, and they stick in my mind yet today.
I'd much rather think about the food you discribed. Yum Yum
posted by
MaggieMae
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October 12, 2006
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U r mmost welcome Betty
Paz!

posted by
ILLUMINATI8
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October 12, 2006
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YPunday, I have a soft place in my heart for the Hispanic people. I wish them a happy time as they celebrate their heritage. Thank you.
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TAPS.
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October 12, 2006
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Taps- u showed me that places are real in the mind--we alone can destroy
places, counties, towwns, stores, cafes we once visited and loved.
shalom
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ILLUMINATI8
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October 12, 2006
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avant-garde, I have seen so many bad wrecks in my lifetime that I could do nothing about, but they left imprints on my mind that flash back at times and I can see them in perfect detail even though it was so many years ago. You must have an awful lot of those.
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TAPS.
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October 12, 2006
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mneme, I'm sorry if my post kept you up. I shall have to be more careful about what I write.
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TAPS.
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October 12, 2006
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OFFBEATS, I hate driving anywhere around the big trucks but I'd rather be behind them than in front of them or on either of their sides. I try hard to drive defensively at all times, but one can't be too timid either. That's no good.
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TAPS.
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October 12, 2006
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TAPS
Wow that was a bad one. Big rigs scare me and the thought of plowing into one. My daughter in law was killed when her van went out of control on black ice and a mach truck hit her straight on. Very sad...
Your meringue pie description has left me craving a sweet..
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Offy
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October 12, 2006
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Taps
I hate to drive by car accidents too. Once coming home at one in the morning we passed a car on its roof. I woke up next day with a short story in my head. I've been trying to think where my mind's oasis would be - still thinking. My mind is packed so full of nice places; I guess it selects its own... this is going to keep me awake now.
posted by
mneme
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October 12, 2006
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:~)
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_Symphony_
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October 12, 2006
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TAPS
It's a weird phenomena to witness: people standing around laughing at death scenes. But, having been there, I realize that to allow oneself too closely to it would debilitate one from being able to deal with it.
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avant-garde
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October 12, 2006
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The mind has a way of releasing
us from coping with too much at one time.
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Tanga
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October 12, 2006
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The mind's coping mechanisms are great.
posted by
fionajean
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October 12, 2006
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The mind is a myterious thing isn't it?
Yummmm...chicken noodle soup. Well maybe not my mind.

posted by
Whacky
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October 12, 2006
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Amazing that the mind can focus on the good stuff...
...great coping mechanism.
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ginnieb
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October 11, 2006
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TAPS, the mind has its own defenses against overwhelming trauma
and I think that what you're talking about is a form of "dissociating", or going elsewhere, to find a safer place. I don't think there's anything wrong with that, it's a defense.
Anyway, speaking of Lafayette, that reminds me of 'The Swamp Fox," my own and only famous relative, Francis Marion, interesting the turns the mind takes us on, indeed.
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Blanche.
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October 11, 2006
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TAPS
Dang, now you tell me. I was coming for supper. That sounds so good!
posted by
Justi
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October 11, 2006
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Time will heal.
posted by
A-and-B
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October 11, 2006
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ThomasFranklin, You are right and it has to be that way or life would stop.
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TAPS.
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October 11, 2006
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Life goes on and we soon forget pain. I passed a gruesome wreck once. I thought about the dead mans family and how they expected him to be coming home. I still remember that wreck. Saw a dead man in the middle of the road too. It was obvious that he broke his back. I remember him too with his red hair. Life goes on and we drive down the road never expecting anything to happen to us.
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ThomasFranklin
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October 11, 2006
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TAPS
It is a blessing that you have an escape hatch for your mind luv.
posted by
WileyJohn
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October 11, 2006
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Pat_B, I love your mind trip as described in your comment. That's a good place to go.
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TAPS.
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October 11, 2006
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MarieClaire, Until victims are identified, families notified and names released to the press, there is nothing one can do but pray for those involved. Worrying does absolutely no good for anyone.
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TAPS.
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October 11, 2006
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Jacenta, Ever since a dear friend of mine died in a horrific crash a few years back on the way home from the State Fair (same highway), I always have a quick flash of fear that it might involve someone I know and love.
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TAPS.
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October 11, 2006
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TAPS-
Taps, that is terrible for those involved. I think it is a needed coping skill to think of something else when there is nothing we can actively do to help. You know you are one to be an active hero. It had to be difficult for you.
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jacenta
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October 11, 2006
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When I need a mind trip I think of a beach and walking along it early
in the morning, the cool mist and fog, the cry of gulls, and on a good day on the right beach, maybe a seal bobbing in the surf. Or I think of a campfire, of that trip we took once, how we ate camp stew under the stars and enjoyed the fact that our clothes smelled like wood smoke. Beats heck out of the TV coverage of a building on fire or a multi-car pileup.
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Pat_B
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October 11, 2006
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that crash sounds horrific, thank God you were not in it...
while you spare a thought for the poor victims, there is no sense on dwelling on the event if there is nothing you can help with. I don't mean that in a callous way, it is best to think of happier things like you did.
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marieclaire66
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October 11, 2006
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