Tag Archives: The Muse

I Found the Muse!! You’ll Never Guess Where She Was Hiding!!

Posted on November 28, 2012 by Cynthia Peterson

A busy Starbucks has got to be one of the strangest places in the world. Now, I’ve been to Starbucks before, this particular one as well, while my son is across the street at a Dr. Appt.  I often come here … Continue reading →

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Confuzed by the Muse

Posted on November 27, 2012 by Cynthia Peterson

Where does she hide? What does she look like? Where does she store all of my innermost thoughts and ideas? How come she is so inaccessible when I most want a visit from her? Does she find pleasure in withholding … Continue reading →

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