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Category: Luck
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Ditch the rose-tinted spectacles because clearly, as a society, we are failing one another. We can do better, yeah? Doesn't seem we want to, friend. Therefore, goals for 2018: 1.) Stay in my lane.2.) Harm no one.3.) Count myself lucky to have Brown Earth Dog as my co-pilot.
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In your solitude, create art. Virginia would want you to. There is no such thing as loneliness. Rub away the charcoal line until the jawbone is softened. With eraser, swipe at age spots that give up the great lie. Smooth as a baby's argument; clear as the conscience of a nun. Creases are a way…
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To My Tin Ear Troubadour, O.k. then, pitch your tent. While you're at it, be sure to sew up the rents in the fabric of your argument. That's the best way to lure the lucky into your lair. 1.) Who are these lucky allowed entrance?2.) What do they become when you let them leave? And…
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KindnessIsSometimesShady Memories areYielding Greatness is secondary toEarnestnessNever let action become thoughts Xylose and roses Another year pierces the heartSolidifying the need forSolitude
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The best way to burn the candle at both ends is to go to bed early. A colleague is mad at the world because he was observed sleeping at his desk by a visiting-from-out-of-town C-Level Executive. C-Level Executive decided she had room in her day planner to schedule a "Must Look at Attendance Records" for…
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2017 seemed like a good idea. Resolutions you won't find me mucking about with, but here are a few thoughts as we try another year on for size: * Be kind to your favorite unreliable narrator. * Keep the O's. Toss the X's. * All the iterations of Porkins go down in a fiery ball.…
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I've tossed all my maps on the Yule bonfire, so you're my guide now. What will the world look like when we make up new coordinates? Ah, the fallacy of maps! They seem to ask: What has power over you? Maps suggest the uncomfortable, too: Greenland is Bigger because White is Better. Paper trails, that's…
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With a full belly and a glad heart, keep peeling away at the shellac. You know it's all for show and the real work is hidden beneath mounds of scraps. Tap into the energy of the silver sliver in the sky. Thanks to your dietary restrictions and ponderous tire kicking, your Cycle of So-So is…
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I don't want to burst your bubble. I only want to stretch your membrane so you can see through it. We roll around inside the same box and still you get more likes/shares/subscribes. Your privilege is showing while my patience slips. I know. You were just born that way. And I have to paint my…
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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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