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			<title>Wie Chauffeurservice M&amp;uuml;nchen Unternehmen &amp; Firmenkunden unterst&amp;uuml;tzt</title>
			<description>Genie&amp;szlig;en Sie jede Fahrt mit dem M&amp;uuml;nchner Chauffeurservice zu komfortablen und erschwinglichen Preisen. Unser professioneller Chauffeurservice bringt Sie p&amp;uuml;nktlich und ohne Probleme an Ihr Ziel.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anneksummers/2986002/</link>
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			<title>Home</title>
			<description>there is something to be said for foundationfor a strong and sturdy presence in a person's lifeso that while they blow as a breeze through the sky,while they float upon the clouds,while they swim in the moonshine,they will still have a placea basea groundingto call home</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anneksummers/1526898/</link>
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			<title>Overanalysis</title>
			<description>Why do I have answers to questions of conversations in my head of conversations that will never happen in real life? &amp;nbsp;why do I choose to play out this melodrama in my mind when no drama of any kind exists in real life?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anneksummers/1525458/</link>
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			<title>Parking lot</title>
			<description>Parking on the roof in the middle of the city in the sun gives me an odd calm, especially with the sound of the birds, even though it's a parking lot in the city, with cars rumbling by underneath. &amp;nbsp;It is comforting knowing that I am somehow alone and at peace in a city that is clearly alive.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anneksummers/1525456/</link>
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			<title>The liberation of consciousness </title>
			<description>i'm just soaking up the energy of this place right nowresounding in the joy and comfort of music and alcohol and companioship and living lifeand enjoying the presence and life of the personalities around mebecause they all resonate life and awarenessand their experience of life and love with all its..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anneksummers/1525448/</link>
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			<title>Waiting</title>
			<description>waitingwaiting waitingwaiting is the hardest partacceptance is also not easyfor somehow waiting to be in the place of mind and situation to accept something is far more difficultwaiting for things to change, to movewaiting for life to happenwaiting to make up my mind on one thing until I secure acce..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anneksummers/1525170/</link>
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			<title>Judgment </title>
			<description>what right have you?what right have you to tell me who I am or what I am or what I can do?You do not know meI do not know meso how can you?I am not aware of my own capabilitiesso how can you be?I do not understand the way my mind worksso how can you?how can you judge me from the sum of my parts that..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anneksummers/1523909/</link>
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			<title>My comforter</title>
			<description>Are you okay with being my foundation when what I want more than anything is to fly away? &amp;nbsp;I want to explore and experience and see new thingsThe strength of my emotions and my desires frighten meAnd your arms comfort and soothe meAre you okay with being my comforter?My emotions with you are di..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anneksummers/1518915/</link>
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			<title>Daydreaming</title>
			<description>I prefer to be lost in my own consciousness over almost anything else in lifeAs a child, it was called daydreaming, and as an adult people call it spacing outBut in reality, is it a choice? &amp;nbsp;I choose to allow my consciousness to wander and roam and take in my surroundings, whether my thoughts f..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anneksummers/1518910/</link>
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			<title>The highs of novelty</title>
			<description>My friend says that I'm chasing noveltyI probably amIs there anything wrong with that?I seek the highs in life, the high of drunken dancing with friends, the overwhelming calm that comes from appreciating an Irish countryside at nightThe highs confuse me because they make the everyday seem less than..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/anneksummers/1518888/</link>
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