Mar 9
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It’s incredible what can be accomplished in a day, one single day. They add up so quickly. Single day accomplishments soon eventually form a collage. Better keep up or that’ll be one blank ass collage, and who wants to look at a dull piece of art anyway? (Lindley Rust)
– genesismeranda
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Goodnight, not goodbye
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Mar 8
So I had my follow-up doctors visit on Tuesday, and I finally know what’s wrong with me.
I was beginning to believe it was all in my head, especially because some days were not so bad. Other times, though, I’m just dragging my bones through the day. And I am also having periods when I can’t concentrate, when my mind wanders or just goes blank. Not like I forget something blank, but not focused, devoid of thought. That part is really weird for me, to just be a blank slate – I mean, I never stop thinking. Until now, that is. continue reading…
“You’re a resolution,” I said.
“Oh, I am? Is that how I got you to come here so easily?”
Yep.
Actually, I mean to make this trip every year, but I never do. Somehow the time rolls by, tumbling faster and faster, until the year is worn down to a little nub of a thing. Sometimes it passes me by in a blur. Other times I’m caught up in the tumult, whirling head over heals in the dust. In the end, it all amounts to the same thing: I have not been the master of my own destiny. continue reading…
I'm a writer and photographer, sometime poet and philosopher, who is figuring out who she was meant to be.
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steadily skipping stones 