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Spring is on its way
I can smell it. September begins and the remnants of winter are finishing up. Though the mornings are still cold, the chill in the air is being slowly replaced by the warmth of the blooming seasons. Flowers are beginning to… Continue reading
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August is Ending
This week has been fairly well. I’ve had a lot of good personal things happen, and though work has been busy, it has been good. I’m still finding myself in that room with all of the floating boxes, but that’s… Continue reading
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A Room of Floating Boxes
Life sometimes feels like I’m in a room surrounded by boxes. They’re all white and the same make—only five sides and open at the top like a crate without handles—but they’re all different sizes. They’re not neatly stacked. They’re floating.… Continue reading
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I feel better
with some warm tea, and a blanket over me. I feel better, with the rain at my door, and my slippers on the floor. I feel better, with much of the pain sleeping, and my limbs no longer weeping. I… Continue reading
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The Business Card
I’d picked it up because it was interesting, but there’s only so long you can carry around a random business card you found on the street. It feels like it’s made of thick parchment, is a light chestnut–I thought it… Continue reading
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Another Schedule Bites the Dust
With recent events and achievements, I need to readjust the way I plan my schedule again. Which I feel that I have to do every fortnight, or at least every month. I should just write a book that is just… Continue reading









