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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>blog dedicated to: thoughts, photos, quotes, past memories, relationships &amp; people.</description><title>Dudley Station</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @dudleystation)</generator><link>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>12:30PM</title><description>Me: Hello? Hi!?
Lee: Oh&amp;#8230; hello?
Me: how are you?
Lee: I am good, how are you?
Me: I was...</description><link>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/50309064115</link><guid>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/50309064115</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 21:49:18 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>A123</title><description>About a week ago, I ran across an old boss of mine on LinkedIn. I actually invited him out to dinner...</description><link>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/48982921719</link><guid>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/48982921719</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Apr 2013 00:15:48 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>...and then I cried.</title><description>Today was another ordinary Saturday. It was ordinary, like most Saturdays I tend to run errands, do...</description><link>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/47335101907</link><guid>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/47335101907</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Apr 2013 23:42:08 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Dear Future:</title><description>Dear Future Love:
I have a few things that we need to discuss and in order for our future to...</description><link>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/45805415803</link><guid>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/45805415803</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Mar 2013 22:15:22 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>

&amp;#8230;my old thoughts, are all inbound, never an outbound.
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&amp;#8230;my old thoughts, are all inbound, never an outbound.
</description><link>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/43375122445</link><guid>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/43375122445</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Feb 2013 23:35:30 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Lost</title><description>Today was the worst day I&amp;#8217;ve had since, Lee broke up with me. On this day the world...</description><link>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/43125918486</link><guid>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/43125918486</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2013 23:01:11 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>The Letter</title><description>The last few days I&amp;#8217;ve been writing this - letter to Lee. The purpose of it hasn&amp;#8217;t yet...</description><link>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/42722608983</link><guid>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/42722608983</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 Feb 2013 22:45:43 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>
even with guidance, you still can be lost.
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&lt;p&gt;even with guidance, you still can be lost.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/42320253735</link><guid>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/42320253735</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Feb 2013 20:57:47 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>
cold memory, is the hardest to forget.
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&lt;p&gt;cold memory, is the hardest to forget.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/42161769033</link><guid>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/42161769033</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Feb 2013 23:46:22 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>86th [goodnight] - Part II</title><description>::Response from my mother via email::


Rose: So, I realize that we all have different maturity...</description><link>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/41817432743</link><guid>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/41817432743</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Jan 2013 18:13:40 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Why Does It Hurt So Bad?</title><description>Ever since the break up I find that I put up the front, that I am&amp;#8230; Okay. In fact that&amp;#8217;s...</description><link>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/41656712476</link><guid>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/41656712476</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Jan 2013 19:38:55 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>86th [good night]</title><description>I woke up to the TV glare and Bugs Bunny begging for his cable television to be turned on. My eyes...</description><link>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/39893418524</link><guid>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/39893418524</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Jan 2013 21:27:39 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Midtown Sundries. Thrice.</title><description>Rose: &amp;#8220;How about this? Miami is nice, so I&amp;#8217;ll say it thrice.&amp;#8221;
Dorothy:...</description><link>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/39163524717</link><guid>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/39163524717</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Dec 2012 18:18:20 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Midtown Sundries, Too.</title><description>My pastor was unmoved. I watched him as my nylon foot slid up and down inside his wide leg slacks....</description><link>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/38803978519</link><guid>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/38803978519</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Dec 2012 13:49:25 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Midtown Sundries</title><description>It was Superbowl Sunday. At that time, our church pastor had invited me and Quan, along with the men...</description><link>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/38673967355</link><guid>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/38673967355</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Dec 2012 20:37:41 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>He Watches Me</title><description>Nurse: Jordan? Mr. Quiñones? Wake up honey.
Me: Mmmm. Where? Where am I?
Nurse: Your procedure is...</description><link>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/33465761071</link><guid>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/33465761071</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Oct 2012 21:33:25 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Rock Hill... The Series [continuation]</title><description>Me: LET ME GO!
Quan: NO!
Quan held me down on the floor. His weight on me, holding both of my arms...</description><link>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/33095450177</link><guid>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/33095450177</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Oct 2012 13:45:14 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>The Quitessential Bottom Handbook</title><description>&lt;a href="http://bottomhandbook.tumblr.com/"&gt;The Quitessential Bottom Handbook&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/32518972422</link><guid>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/32518972422</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Sep 2012 09:38:46 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Rock Hill... the series</title><description>Quan: J. OPEN THE GOTDAMN DOOR. OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR RIGHT NOW!!!
Me: ::silence::
Quan: I&amp;#8217;M...</description><link>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/32169030471</link><guid>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/32169030471</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Sep 2012 21:20:45 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Rock Hill</title><description>In 2002 I found myself in Charlotte, North Carolina. The reasons as to how aren’t important. Where I...</description><link>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/31309941189</link><guid>http://dudleystation.tumblr.com/post/31309941189</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Sep 2012 21:50:38 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
