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Sometimes we just need a lazy, rainy day to lay on thecouchTV blaring in the backgroundraindrops clinging to windowscreating bubbled artwork across glass canvasesPelting downrhythmic drippingheart beat aligningwaves of calmfloating upheavy limbsDormant for a daywhile it is allwashed awayUntil the sundecides to conquer the cloudsonce again
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I’ve never broken a bone. Well, that’s not true. When I was 12 I did break my finger during a volleyball game at a family party but, that hardly counts. I have however had my heart broken numerous times which I think is just as bad as a broken bone…sometimes worse. I remember the first
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“I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental
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I used to be absolutely horrible at balancing work and my life. When I started my first corporate job in my early twenties I threw everything I had into it. I thought that was what you were supposed to do. I came in at 8am and stayed often times until 630pm going home as a
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I noticed my plants that had been looking quite frail and lackluster as of late have slowly been making their comeback. And really, the same seemed to be true for me- debilitated and pale from the overcast and gloom, I also seemed to be slowly rising from the dark hole that winter pushed me into….
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I still think of you…much less than I used to[Thank god]But, you still wiggle your wayinto the folds of my brain sometimesa parasitic afflictionacting upthengoing dormant againBut, thereliving quietly in the back of my mindworming your way to the frontat the most inconvenient of timesforcing me into the task of banishing youonce again…
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A long time ago, my therapist told me:The goal is actually not to be happy, it is to be contenthappiness dwells on the opposite end of the feelings spectrumLike sadness and anger, it is intenseyet fleetingContentment however, lies more in the middle more achievable for long periodsI thought about this for awhileit baffled meAll of
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Some people grow up knowing from the time they are 5 years old what they “want to be when they grow up.” I was always jealous of these kids. Especially as I grew older and realized that I still didn’t have a clue what I wanted to do. My passions just did not align with
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Virginia Creepers: a short thriller inspired by The Wrong Turn movies, Virginia Creeper vines and my love for all things horror 🙂
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The last live performance I attended was the Noah Kahan, Stick Season concert. His lyrics move my soul. I feel them so deeply within my bones. They’ve helped me heal, grieve, cope through so many things. Seeing him in person was one of the greatest nights of my life. I laughed, I cried, I sang
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