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mislyrics
Here are some lyrics I perpetually mess up.“Living out our dreams” in “Lighters” by Bad Meets Evil, ft. Bruno Mars.I sing: “Living out of trees.”“Spit on your chin” in “White Collar Boy” by Belle and Sebastian.I sing: “Skin in your teeth.”And apparently it’s “So come on” in “Uprising” by Muse.Not “Beow wow.”
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chip clip
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day off
Six o’clock rolled around, and I had left the house exactly three times: to set out, turn, and retrieve brats for my four o’clock lunch — if “leaving the house” includes stepping far enough outside the front door to have both feet on the front stoop, just far enough to reach the grill. Never wearing…
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practicing gratitude
I have been practicing gratitude. That is to say, I have been taking note of things I am grateful for…er, for which I am grateful.(I am grateful for backspace.)Recent counsel has advised me to make a list every night of such things.(I am grateful for good counsel.)Of course, I have not done so every night.(I…
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oxygen mask
I was among the last few to board. It was one of those tiny tubes of a plane, with two seats on each side of the aisle that wasn’t wide enough to pass without brushing on both sides. A wave of nausea fell on me: claustrophobia. Twenty-one rows of eyes watched me wait for the…
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wearing rubies
I got a lot of compliments on my necklace this Monday at the Wests’ house. Adia: “Your necklace is so pretty!”Me: “Thank you. A friend gave it to me.”Jedi: “The way it sparkles in the light … it looks like a pearl surrounded by rubies! It’s beautiful!”Elijah: “And you look beautiful wearing it.”Me: “Wow! I…
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a day redeemed
A fight with the roommate. Groggy morning words that shouldn’t have been said.Apology to roommate.Morning pages.Text to further apologize to roommate.Oatmeal squares.Allergies constantly making nose run.Music.Email.A bit of work.Phone call from Pat.A bit of other work.Searching Adobe website.Phone call to Adobe. Impatience.Sister coming over.Grocery store.Shredding cheese.Sister rolling dough.A bit more work.Epic pizza.Phone call to Adobe.Phone…
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Little pieces of the week
Smelling incense from outside, over the freshly cut grass.Pipe cleaner.Debate about where to store dirty dishes.Debate about where to store clean clothes.Potatoes whose innocence you can taste.Praying mantis. Attack by praying mantis.Cooking three casseroles at once.Succulents.Completing promises.Setting intention.Truest version of self.Council.Counsel.Women who inspire me.Creativity as a business plan.Knowing what I want.Writing again.Autumn.Giving an assessment on…
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a metaphor for life…
Sometimes you gotta climb on the fucking table and change the fucking bulb.
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girl dude
I’d like to think that if I got super depressed and wasn’t getting off the couch or returning phone calls that someone would come, wrestle me to the ground, make me hit myself, and yell in my face, “I’m your life! I’m your shitty life! You have to fight back!” Yes, I finally saw “Bridesmaids.”…