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the moon, the mud and the inside of a coffee mug.
Sometime ago I googled if we, us, everyone, was experiencing Mercury Retrograde or did it only show up at my door. Winter was ending and the ocean on the horizon was gradually turning a deeper blue. A finger on light switch turning down the brightness. It is March, I will be different. I woke up…
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She reads a quote that says, “It’s in vain to recall the past, unless it works some influence upon the present” and then starts to have past regrets.
Let’s not write a blog about the new year. Let’s not talk about how I have grand goals of being sober for the year. Let’s not tell the audience how we are committing ourselves back to God. How we swear we will no longer hit the snooze button when the alarm clock goes off. Let’s…
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Ignoring the Algorithm with a Cup of Coffee.
Was it in the lack of concern for being considered cool? For being seen? Was it because I liked to sleep in? Was it my love for procrastination and self-doubt? Maybe if I focused all my energy into getting my downward dog correct or into lifting myself into crow, possibly I could tilt my world…
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The sense of nothing 