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In no particular direction. A Self Reality Check. Tonight’s stream of consciousness →. August 16, 2011. Other than job hunting and jumping through hoops for school, I have been doing a lot of reading to pass the time until I get a job and begin my studies. One of my favorite go-to’s, when I’m not reaching for the current novel, is the local classified ads. They have this section for people looking for Pen Pals (sweet, right? It was worth a shot.). This entry was posted in Connectivity. Crystal on ….
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In no particular direction. For The Time Being… →. April 19, 2011. That’s usually my justification anyway. I guess if I really cared I could stop and talk to them, at least make friends since we see each other frequently, but no, that would take too much time, and I am rushing off to some lunch date with a friend. Then, it was as if a rooster had crowed for the third time, and I was washed in shame and remorse. Why did I turn her away? Jean Vanier (Becoming Human). This entry was posted in Connectivity.
Tonight’s stream of consciousness | A Thousand Footsteps
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In no particular direction. Tonight’s stream of consciousness. June 21, 2012. We were never here. This never happened. There’s no proof now. All that remains is a few photos of a person I barely resemble these days. Where does the good in us go? When we lose that light, that spark that kept life exciting, what remains? And where do the parts that we really like disappear to? This entry was posted in Uncategorized. And tagged growing up. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here.
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In no particular direction. Next Post →. For The Time Being…. June 1, 2011. If my hope is only for the future, then take me away now. I don’t want to affiliate myself with any group that seems to have the answers because I know one thing:. No one has any clue. Don’t ask, If you were to die today, do you know where you are going? How absurd is that? Does anyone really know? Would die for. How do I sit back and watch this happen? So, that’s my faith. That’s what I believe, and that is what will get me ...
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In no particular direction. Newer posts →. March 30, 2011. The song is titled, D sharp G, as a way to remind her how to tune the harmonium, that she claimed to have no clue how to play for that particular song. (That’s beside the point. I just wanted to give a shout out to the harmonium. What a crazy, cool instrument! Here are the lyrics to the song (I will also include a link so you can listen to it as well.). Everyone thinks I’m a liar. Wading on the edge of fire with you. Why do they want? Christian’s...
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Banished from Britain | Casey MacKenzie
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April 8, 2015. How can I describe the last week? I had a plan, and it didn’t work. I was kicked out of the land I love, the land I’ve always dreamed of, the land where I feel the most myself, a land full of people I love, the land I have chosen to call home. The Brits whom I love, who I’ve not yet known even two years, kicked into action. They helped me move, they cooked for me, cleaned for me, held me when I cried. I’ve rarely felt so loved. Do I feel like a failure? A victim of cosmic chance? I’m layin...
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Because of one child. 8220;People ask, “Why do you work so hard for your students? 8221; There are so many things I could say but the answer must be – because of one child. I swim through seas of papers with colored pens as paddles – seeking to improve without dispiriting, to point a better way without losing their enthusiasm. Because of one child I seek my own reserves and provide opportunities which would otherwise be lost. Mary Anne Radmacher (2001). As Long As I Love You, I Am Not Free. Everyone brin...
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A Thousand Footsteps | in no particular direction
In no particular direction. Tonight’s stream of consciousness. June 21, 2012. We were never here. This never happened. There’s no proof now. All that remains is a few photos of a person I barely resemble these days. Where does the good in us go? When we lose that light, that spark that kept life exciting, what remains? And where do the parts that we really like disappear to? August 16, 2011. It was worth a shot.). A Self Reality Check. August 13, 2011. I say that only because I find it a silly movie to r...
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Over wood and waste. Saturday, November 3, 2012. October is made for adventure. It's lovely to look back and think that this week, last year, I was in Latvia. And the year before, Northern India. And the year before, backpacking in the N. Cascades with my brother. Upon landing in Portland, my hair exploded into an untamable afro. My lungs took a big gulp of thick, salty air. Atlantic, at last! Visited Uncle Nic at work. Allagash. Treat Beer for the travel weary. We leaned up against the wall of the barn,.
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It’s 11.38pm and now quiet again. The office is cold. The monitor bathes everything in a little of its light; Post-It notes fluorescent by day now hang in autumnal hues from the wall to my right. 1153pm, Quiet, still. Darker now, too. Only the screensaver to illuminate, but a countering tiredness that dims. Posted: 23:20 18 February 2016 No comments. 8216;To my darling niece’. He chooses cards and words with care. For a few seconds my eyes are fixed on the sign-off at the foot of his message. And d...
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A thousand free words. The art of being unemployed. PRISM Magazine ISSUE 1 - The art of being unemployed. Worth a 1000 words. Growth, drawing by Krabvri, The Artist Formerly Known as Chiti. Words of aggression get lost in translation. They weep as they die at the stalling touch of the number sign. You're not Sorry, You're not Blessed. You're not Flawless, may I say? Is it expected of me to believe that you really Woke Up Like This? Worth a 1000 words. My Big Fat Feminist Union. Worth a 1000 words. There ...
