Yesterday, after the morning spentreading my bookeven though the day eventually unfoldedin beautiful sunshineI sat for most of the daymaking a new playlistwe are a house of music herealways something is playingsomewherewe all like many different genres (proud parent moment)and…
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Gazing out the window this morningI watch a robin in the rainpoking holes in wet earthsearching forworms I am reading about cemeterieswhich happen to besomethingthatIlove often you know, while reading, whilewatching, whilelearningI will think to myselfThis!this is what I should…
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Monday morning early, at workwhile getting to the wateringI met a snake, it startled meI don’t mind snakes, as a speciesit just makes one jump, when something movesunexpectedly it occurs to me now, that thisis precisely what social anxiety feels…
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Overcast skies from my chair by the windowI am immersed in a bookdog snoring on my lapquiet symphonyplays briefly looking upthrough the doorwayat the kitchen filtered sunlight on the cupboardon the counter at the centre a large lemonin halflight drawing…
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dis·il·lu·sion·ment/ˌdisəˈlo͞oZHənmənt/nouna feeling of disappointment resulting from the discovery that something is not as good as one believed it to be. I am a hockey fan tonight,my hockey team comes backto regular season and I am feeling… somewhat sickto mystomach having recently read…
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This past week I began to write outdismalkinds of thoughtsI’d been hit quite hard by vertigothe dizziest sort of feelinglike liquid clouds had filled my earsand I had stumbled upon rolling seaswondering if maybe I had forgotten my allergy pillbut…
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through the small window on the stairsthat I pass on my wayupwhere in warmer seasonsI look out to lilacs, safely tucked awaynests and overhead viewsof thegardens currently what I see isone small leaf one small leaf, still holding on in…
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Ooof, to the muddlethat is Januaryin particular, late Januaryto a world gone mad, and thanks in partto our modern convenience of“connection”bewildering to find, that people you knowhave indeedgonewithit oblivious to the horrific-ness of what has beenwitnessedinstead choosingdelusionwhere I suppose, if…
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Small pockets of bubbling Joyin the last few days,busy at work, in the morningas the sun is rising higher in the skysomething draws my eyes, and myattentionup to a wall of the greenhouse where perhapsI don’t oftengazeand this day I…
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Yesterday, I sat for most of the daywhich is badfor a softening bodybut I was intenton finishinga book outside was wet and windyanywaynot really fitforwandering if you are female, and a writerand I will call myself a writer hereas thisis…
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