Where's My Head?

Mom always said I'd lose it...


Pause

Just an FYI - the blog is on hold while I deal with a medical issue. Hopefully I'll be able to think clearly enough to write again in a couple months or so.

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Blog Life

  • 1 year ago




Random Thoughts #2

I suppose it's a good thing that I keep looking for another hole in my belt that isn't there.

  • In a related thought, I suppose it's time to buy a new belt.
  • It's true what they say, there's no such thing as a snooze button on a cat that wants breakfast.
  • With losing weight comes the need to buy some new clothes. I've recently purchased a couple pairs of button fly jeans which is what I wore in college. So far, this is as close as I've come to a mid-life crisis.
  • Well, except for one misguided can of mousse […]

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Life Random

  • 1 year ago




Back to the Shadows

Take all the time you need to heal emotionally.
Moving on doesn’t take a day, it takes lots of little
steps to be able to break free of your broken self.
— Tere Arigo

No matter how bad you want a person, if your hearts are
in two different places, you’ll have to pass and move on.
— Alexandra Elle

When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be.
When I let go of what I have, I receive what I need.
— Lao Tzu

This post has been a long time in coming mainly, I […]

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Life Love

  • 1 year ago




Obligatory New Year's Post

"Since it's traditional to break my New Year's resolutions, I think this year I'll try for being fat and lazy and see what happens."

"I can't believe it's been a whole year since I didn't become a better person."

"My New Year's resolution is to stop lying to myself about making lifestyle changes."

I don't do resolutions. At least, I don't do them well. Never have and likely never will. When I was younger I used to make resolutions as more of a gag. Like "eat more chocolate". Back then I still had a […]

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Life

  • 1 year ago




Remembrance

The blackest night,
the darkest day,
cannot conceal it.

Neither can such fog,
like ethereal cotton
above the morning dew,
shroud it from notice.

No veil can disguise
nor jailer constrain
its aspect
for it has,
if none other,
one elemental virtue.

To be known.

In its design, that goal
so devoutly entrenched
pushes it ever upward,
tunneling out
from the depths of obscurity,
screaming its existence
into the heedless silence.

Clambering to the surface,
it breaks forth
into the light of
an unsuspecting mind,
there to shine sun-bright,
refusing to be dowsed again.

And he smiles and says,
"Hey, […]

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Poetry

  • 1 year ago