Semi-Daily Scribbles
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What is it you've had to settle for, if ever, or have you always gotten your way?If the dust clears,If the fog thickens:Did you make the right call?Were there no other choices at all? Those memorized lines and well-rehearsed gesturesHave flung you so far afield of your dreamsThe golden thread is severedThe road awash in…
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"Be like that bird there in the live oak," Gary told me over the back fence. "Don't overthink your decisions. Take action but don't fall in love with any one particular outcome. You'll get your supper sure enough. What difference does it make if it's a worm or a cricket?" "Well, there's the texture thing.…
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A rolling requestAn advertisementA plea:Step right up and ride me! (I don't know where I'm going but you won't mind.Foreign intrigue?Local color?) There aren't enough tickets to go aroundFor more than one turn of the wheelOne more drive of the spikeMore reasons to drag your heels. If you had to be honestWould the drone…
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The door closes in on me without warning, but then any seasoned slab of wood knows it's not my keeper. I have to watch for the signs and stay lithe and alert. To jump out of harm's way in order to ascend the many levels of understanding is Job #1. Not much else matters if…
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Things That Inspire: Obsession isn't one of them. Mindless attachment to objects and places sure doesn't warrant admiration. Imitation drains the spirit but people feel flattered by it just the same. No, can't say a facsimile thrills me. Neither does blind devotion to a specific outcome. I deduct points for every sign that goes unnoticed.…
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style is a put-on i can see yourplan unfold hide behind wardrobe
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Warren Peese gave me some really good advice recently. He said (in no particular order): 1. Get your ass out of the past.2. When blurring lines, be sure to keep the work creative and wholly your own, and;3. If you see dancing ducks, flying rabbits, or high-fiving voles in the chaotic data onslaught we're all…
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Tuesday sends her regards, slipped in-between dodgy memories and a song that won't let go. It all blends nicely while we sit in the park, on a bench, drenched to the bone by that damn 40%. Wasn't supposed to be enough to worry about, so I went out and the umbrella stayed in. Fairytales are…
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I've left a deposit in the snow bank. Something for you to draw against when all the things scream to be made. Please don't think what I've buried is your private stash of Taschengeld. If you're hungry I know how to boil water. If there are holes in your stockings, I happen to dabble in…
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So here's the latest: Sunny has a hard time getting a good night's sleep. The "recurrings" are a regular thing now and Sunny says she has two scenarios: the dream where she's in the forest and descends a long spiral staircase, and the one in the rundown mansion with the strangers who wander from room…
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