May 2013
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From a writing prompt...
The following happened when I was given a writing prompt last night in my writing workshop. We were asked to choose an object, event or place and write a paragraph or two about what it says about a character. And to think about what things can (or can’t) tell us about a person.
It sits there silently and without the possibility of independent motion. A yellow thread weaves around its...
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goodnight.
Turning off the light, Attempting to follow sleep to a peaceful rest.
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those moments where you want to scream out all of your emotions. but due to fear you keep them inside. and walk away in an attempt not to get hurt. but in actuality the cage in which you have found comfort is suffocating.
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Blahhh
Can I not be sick?? Please.
I want to enjoy Berlin - it is finally warm!!
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She awoke from a dream about him. He hadn’t said hello to her but had sent her a letter afterwards saying how nice it was to see her happy. She awoke from a dream about him only to be reminded of their time together. Something she didn’t necessarily wish to be reminded of - but it was present nonetheless. And she opened her eyes to get up and get a drink of water. She felt a headache coming on. As...
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“Mistakes and regrets
shall define your worn-out parts;
not the way you loved.”
– “Crumbling” by James Andrew Crosby (via jamesandrewcrosby)
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Listen
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“It’s better to look at the sky than live there. Such an empty place; so...”
– Truman Capote, Breakfast at Tiffany’s
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I talk to God as much as/I talk to...
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keep the curtains drawn
I keep my room dark. Curtains drawn. I don’t always want to see the blank page in front of me. Or my reflection in the mirror. I like my eyes to adjust to the dusky light…where shadows become personified and thoughts are allowed to wander. When I draw the curtains life becomes too illuminated and sharp. I feel as though I can’t wander any more. There is a solace. A possibility. In the...
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“No, he thought, when everything you do, you do too long, and do too late, you...”
– Hemingway, The Snows of Kilimanjaro
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