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I've been carrying around a pocket full of pebbles all week, smooth largish oddly-shaped ones I found by the barn while I was helping Dad put the roof on the new chicken coop. I've been keeping them in the pocket of my sweatshirt to fidget with, I love the feel of them in my fingers. One's elongated and bumpy, like the handle of a bicycle, one's ( Read more... ) -
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Last night, I dreamed that Santa Claus finally proved the controversial theory that all matter is essentially wet, and that dryness is an illusion ( Read more... ) -
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The way I process the world is constantly translating it -- I don't speak its language fluently, therefore have to be constantly processing by making up metaphors for events and behavior patterns that wouldn't otherwise make sense to me. I just realized this when I noticed there's always another step between seeing something, noticing it, and ( Read more... ) -
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True love is not the helpless desire
to possess the cherished object of
one's fervent affection;
True love is the disciplined generosity
we require of ourselves for the sake of another
when we would rather be selfish
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I don’t want to be in love. Love is too all-consuming, all-encompassing, smothering, thick, greasy... I want to be in like ( Read more... ) -
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Emotional immune system -- you get “sick” when your psyche’s trying to purge itself of a destructive emotion, which may manifest itself as a variety of other “symptoms” (emotions, or possibly physical symptoms) -- your psyche turns in on itself and fights the root cause with all of the weapons available to it -- depression, anger, fear, joy, and ( Read more... ) -
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Originally, when the whole break-up process was starting to be set in motion, I felt it all over -- crying, shaking, the works, entire nervous system reacting to a blow to its main concourse. Over the next few days, as alarm bells continued to ring at odd times and my system attempted to rush to its own recovery, I felt it sporadically -- in my ( Read more... ) -
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I won't be handing control of my emotions over to some guy again in a hurry. Sometimes I wonder if all dating is harmful. After a certain point, breaking up seems to me like a divorce -- an admission of failure, taking the easy way out, being too lazy to try, to stretch yourself just that little bit farther to make it work. The question becomes, ( Read more... ) -
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Funny how good it feels to remember you’re not the center of the universe. -
Thought to Ponder, and A Good Thing to Keep in Mind in General:
If I were a guy, would I want to date me?