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NeeAnah 🇵🇷Nov 23

Poem: To just be
By Dariana

To sit.
To stand.
To just breathe.

No accolades.
No running.
Just breathe.

Expectations are now
an expiration
date.
No longer running late.

Intentionally
taking
one step after the other.

Inhaling peace
exhaling anxiety.

Walking on alive lines.
No more deadlines.

to just be
is
to just be

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Toga Dec 24, 2024

Hard to beat this view for morning writing sessions! I'm missing it already, but it's good to be back home.

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A Byrd May 14, 2024

Weird moment from my memory:
One of the jobs I had during college was working at a dishware store as a sales associate. I say "during college" but it was when I was trying to take a break, get my bearings, and figure shit out. Still not sure I really ever figured it out.
Anyway. We had gotten in this set of wine glasses that were, theoretically, drop proof. As part of our demonstrations to customers, we were asked to drop the glass from shoulder height onto the carpeted concrete floor. Not sure how many times that happened, but it happened often enough that we all became numb to it.
I could never bring myself to drop it, so I largely avoided that area of the store when customers were around.
Being "drop proof", the glass never broke or showed any signs of cracking. Amazing! That thing was dropped near daily for months, you would've thought it would eventually show signs of wear. It never did though.
One day, I was minding my own business, cleaning, on the other side of the store far away from the "drop proof" glass. A co-worker had been showing it off, again, and was about to do the demonstration, again. She dropped the glass. The customers watched on as it neared the ground. And then...
TING!
Large chunks of glass exploded on the floor. My co-worker immediately started apologizing and seemed shaken. She had dropped it so many times, how could it do this? Why today?
I came over to pick up the pieces as she tried to salvage the sale. The joys of working on commission.
Today, as I was looking at my window and thinking about the upcoming hurricane season, this memory popped in my head. We think things -- people, places, and feelings -- can be indestructible sometimes; that they'll endure forever. They show no signs of stress or cracking. Until one day, after enough drops, they just break. They give up.
Nothing and no one is an indestructible glass. Not even the "drop proof" glass.
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Laine Dec 2, 2023

Baked myself pumpkin muffins and did a little #MorningWriting today!

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Laine Jul 5, 2023

#MorningWriting soundtrack today is Florence + the Machine, Lungs album

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Laine Jul 5, 2023

meanwhile I am alllllmost getting ready to write my other project, I think, maybe? I have been noodling on it for quite a while and occasionally writing things down, soon I expect it will be "just write a dang outline Laine" time #MorningWriting

Shaun Gardiner Dec 5, 2022

Some more writing - again, nothing polished, an off-the-cuff exercise. This goes in the metaphorical drawer now, if I come back to it later and think it passes muster, there'll be some tweaking and polishing.

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Shaun Gardiner Dec 1, 2022

Not been #writing much lately. The things I've been up have required more technical stuff - editing, coding. I'm getting a bit out of that so I'm trying to write more, let a thought pop in and chase it down. Here's something fresh out of the oven. Hope you all have a good one today, ta.

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