<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/HeatherR_2008"><title>Heather's Way - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/HeatherR_2008/</link><description>My thoughts on everything</description><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/HeatherR_2008/561935" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/HeatherR_2008/561836" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/HeatherR_2008/561286" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/HeatherR_2008/559585" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/HeatherR_2008/558674" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/HeatherR_2008/558367" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/HeatherR_2008/558239" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/HeatherR_2008/561935"><title>DESTINY</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/HeatherR_2008/561935</link><description>With the whisper of the night you were there. Body, soul, and mind. I touched you and you became real. We left all fears behind. Who are you, this man in my arms? My safety, my wonder, my friend? You lift my heart high and give it Wings of love to fly! Your eyes? They capture my breath As you...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/HeatherR_2008/561836"><title>Is this really it?</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/HeatherR_2008/561836</link><description>I often wonder is this really it? What if the Hokey Poky IS really what it is all about..lol. I love life, and all the daydreams and fairytales that came with it. But, What if... In the end, what will you say? That you did it all your way? That you gave it all you got? That you loved every minute...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/HeatherR_2008/561286"><title>Thought For The Day</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/HeatherR_2008/561286</link><description>I had some friends come to see me today.I realized that I had this tingle inside as if I was smiling from my heart. Like my soul was allowed to fly for a moment. Why is this? Why do some of the smallest things make us giggle inside like a child? Naps on rainy days. Comfortable pajamas. A good...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/HeatherR_2008/559585"><title>Do you agree?</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/HeatherR_2008/559585</link><description>What is it about our lives that make us analyze everything? We dissect over and over what we do, say, think, feel, eat, and where we go. And as we get older it becomes more in depth. I understand that with age brings a type of wisdom, yet why this way? I remember as I approached my twenties, I...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/HeatherR_2008/558674"><title>How Much Hotter Is It Really Going To Get?</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/HeatherR_2008/558674</link><description>I can smell my brain is frying. I can taste the salt from my sweat. How much hotter is it really going to get? My tires have all melted, And my flowers are on fire. It is even burning my every will and desire! I tried to eat the ice cream, But it melted in the cone. I tried to call my friends to...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/HeatherR_2008/558367"><title>Sounds Of Depression</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/HeatherR_2008/558367</link><description>What is the sound of depression? Is it clenching your knees as you tremble in fear? Or the feeling that no one cares that you're here? Is it the aching pit that grows from within? Or that repeating wish that we never should have been? Is it the chaotic thoughts from being alone? Or the hours...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/HeatherR_2008/558239"><title>Poem is "Marriage"</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/HeatherR_2008/558239</link><description>Marriage- For once I walked along the shore and asked a seagull "Forever more?" The seagull turned and said to me "Tis true to ask a fool you see, For once you walked on rocks for life, Then you become man and wife, Do the rocks no longer exist at your feet?" Then the seagull took to flight And...</description></item></rdf:RDF>