Semi-Daily Scribbles
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Category: Contemplation
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We all love a gorgeous thing, no? However, it's crass to admit we're attracted to the wrapper. Packaging Makes the Person. – Sounds like you've already made up your mind … – Oh sweetie, I'm happy to hear you've finally made up your mind! Perspective is being counted among the 33% and knowing you need…
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The things you make define who you are. You do what you do to pay the car note, but don't forget to write notes, play notes. Leave a story behind for others to try on. Thoughts and Words and Actions matter. Just know that what lights you up may hardly start a spark in the…
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the city sneaks up behind youtells you what to think your friends are all scholarsreason why you drown in drink thoughts not good enoughto protect or entertain more than a thunderheadyou are the rain now it's too late to whitewash the wallyou should've lived your rough draftthat was the point of it after all such…
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Happy New Year! Here's what needs some meditation thrown at it: Why is life unfair? I asked a pal to show me the silver lining on a day (yesterday) when one privileged bitch (me) was having a challenging moment (inconsequential office shenanigans.) With disaster smashing the planet, I do not have a right to feel…
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As I embark on the transformation to became a vampire, I've been advised by my coven leader to invest in high-quality headphones. 'Tis a sound bit of advice, but I shall use my fake awake time to complete my masterwork. (Attention reader for whom this Resonates: An eyebrow arched above a pair of horn-rims means…
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– Stir the pot. – Leave. – Repeat. My takeaways from the pep rally are: 1.) Expect a shortened lifespan for having spent so much time on my ass, and;2.) I stayed for the people. It is difficult to get all rah-rah-sisboombah about swapping out the signage since Harvey & Irma came to visit. Think…
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You are not alone. The kid who thinks the external world – from mac-n-cheez to thrill rides at the county fair – is put in place by magical mommies/daddies for her sole pleasure grows up to be the woman who questions the reality of the timecard – from cubicle walls to eyeballs gone blurry by…
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A bromide that sets my teeth on edge is Everything Happens for a Reason. It's insensitive to use that phrase in the aftermath of Hurricane Harvey, but it's because of this deadly storm that I'm thinking about why we tell ourselves the things we tell ourselves. If we say a sentence, do we understand the…
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we build high-rises in the rushes and wonder why our socks are wet channel deeplive to breatherecederepeat the onrush of knowing makes us question the answer
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This is how I'll remember you: Crinkly-eyed smile (those were tears – don't lie) and flushed cheeks. Your demeanor changed from quietly serious to seriously exhilarated when you spoke of poking your stick into curious things. You floated on up toward the ceiling, I grabbed on to your cupid colored sleeve, and together we looked…
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