Marchrain Day 7: water
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#fanart #challenge #artwork #day7 #drawing #rain #traditionalart #water #moshimonsters #moshlings #marchrain #artpost #arttag

Marchrain Day 7: water
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💗🧸tags💗🧸
#fanart #challenge #artwork #day7 #drawing #rain #traditionalart #water #moshimonsters #moshlings #marchrain #artpost #arttag

#drawing #colorpencil #funguary #funguary2026 #thelastfunguary #dailychallenge #day7 #skeleton #ghost #moldfungus #sketch

Chiranjeevi box office record: Record in a week, new history on Day 7? Chiranjeevi!
https://hindi.vaartha.com/uncategorized/chiranjeevi-mana-shankara-varaprasad-garu-7-days-collections-news/81645/
#Chiranjeevi #BoxOffice #RecordBreaking #Day7 #NewHistory #Tollywood #ChiranjeeviMovie #Week1Record #Blockbuster #MegaStar #TeluguCinema #BoxOfficeCollection #ChiranjeeviFans #MovieMania #HitFilm #SouthIndianCinema

Today was bring your hooman to work day (admittedly, most of the time it's home office so they can roam freely anyway).
Does any of you full size hajar also have the problem that regular headsets are super tight?  
#shonkweek #day7

Don't be afraid of discontent, but give it nourishment until the spark becomes a flame and you are everlastingly discontented with everything – with your job, with your family, with the traditional pursuit of money, position, power – so that you really begin to think, to discover. But as you grow older, you will find that to maintain this spirit of discontent is very difficult. You have children to provide for and the demands of your job to consider; the opinion of your neighbours, of society closes in upon you, and soon you begin to lose this burning flame of discontent.
#krishnamurti
#meditation
#day7
#phylosophy
#life

I picked one heck of a week to do #recovery work. #day7 I'm still here. But DANG.
Bafflingly ok on that front.

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Sony ILCA-68 / SAL1650

#monochrome #blackandwhite #photography #camera #lens #filmcamera #Day7 #3652026 #project365

#TimeTravelAuthors #Day7 #Chapter1 He’d never called me by my first #name. I lifted myself up on my elbow, and heard his voice fade, “Miss York...”