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Category: Time
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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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To be present, truly in the moment, involves the people, places and things within reach. What is beyond one's range of vision is of no concern (it isn't even real, anyway.) "Well, you won't have to listen to that again." "Thank gawd." "Pretty much the problem though, yeah?" … crickets … "Yeah. I don't know…
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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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Oh my gosh! Remember my question last Tuesday? "You don't even play the game, do you?" And how you shook your head with a wide-eyed look and mouthed the word No? Scouts were on the lookout all along. The noticers noticed who showed up. Another way to put this? You are having your Tower Moment,…
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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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The Man came to visit last month. You remember; he lives next to that N. Cali beach you loved to run up and down and scamper over to other dogs doing the same crazy runnin'. Well, this time The Man brought a Lady and two little Mermaid Princesses. They'd have been pleased to meet surly,…
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we've been summeringbubbles & sunfamily & funcares have been left behindat least for a little while hope you've been soaking uphappy hot weather memories too we'll catch up when it's cooler.
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