Semi-Daily Scribbles
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Category: Love
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The Universe is jabbing at you with a golden spork. It is basically saying stop listening to advice from the sidewalk crawlers and witless brawlers. The spork's staccato poke and prick is Morse for "you called this bitch correctly and still said yes." Knocked backwards a couple years you were, but now your feet meet…
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O.k., Masters-in-Training: If the last 10 years have been easy for you, you must have done The Work over prior lifetimes. If yes/no: Has something happened to you in the past 30 to 45 days that slapped ya upside the head (didn't see it comin', didn't see it comin') and left ya lying in a…
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So maybe I had this all wrong. Maybe I’m not the control freak I always thought I was. I keep showing up, yeah? If I weren’t willingly riding the Wave of Meh, I’d be bailing on you every chance I could. Granted, I’m not creating any legacy by overstaying my welcome at _ _ _…
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You told me you live in your own world. "Don't place too much trust in me." You forgot what we talked about a month ago. Our conversation was important. It had to do with self-awareness and the color I'd recently painted the walls of my study. "Forgetfulness means I never think of you when we're…
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The flip side of pain is love, and what is love but a vehicle to keep us from dying a new death every day? Love is also a gateway to disappointment and heartbreak and insecurity. One cannot have a well-lived existence without the sweet agony of wallowing in The Big Three — d / h…
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and for anyone who peeks at this screen, i got a little nugget o' to pass along … just keep showing up. sounds simple but it's one of the hardest things to do consistently throughout one's lifetime(s). good things are coming my way, though, thanks to the routine to which i tenaciously cling; being in…
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The world was carved by the right hand of the pagliacci. Reality is as entertaining as one's daydreams, and as tangible as the gash you stanch with little chance of it becoming a scar. We all weep at the sight of a well-rehearsed faux pas. Perseverance is the best way to force an outcome, and…
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nice guysknow a kind wordplus an easy smile are the best luresto snare an unsuspecting heartso simple to kill them with attentionthey were all easy girls once no more bullseye on their backsj. could pick them out of a crowd tooand she warned the neighbor about m.sometimes the wrong boy is the safe choicebut a…
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Time is fluid, and what I said yesterday is a betrayal sneaking up on you in 3 … 2 … 1 … The downfall has happened. It goes back to my desire for seeing you leave before the month is out. I have enough strength for the both of us, and therein lies our demise.…
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Sometimes when I talk to you, your eyes are distorted by a liquid shimmer. "I'm not crying. You're crying!" A dead guy once called that rheumy-eyed stare "the puddly look of nostalgia." Are you reliving the past when you look at me? I have to admit there was something oddly familiar the first time I…
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