Okay, "gardening" might be a bit of a stretch here, but it's as close as I'm likely to get, so humour me!
Monday, July 11, 2011
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Routine: My bastion of sanity in a sea of scary, salty freedom
So I've decided that this summer will be different.
Different how? Well the plan is, this summer I won't be wishing it was September by mid-July.
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creativity,
games,
i am,
mood,
school,
social life,
wellness,
work
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Counting down the days (or: Eleven)
Through sun-limned blinds, green leaves shimmer against the blue. The mass of bubbling childhood orbiting me seethes. Soon come, hometime.
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creativity,
home,
i am,
mood,
school,
social life,
words,
work
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Have Pride, dammit!
So this morning, a friend of mine posted this article, and when I read the article, I thought it was so absurd I had to read the deck. Which was so absurd I had to read the lede. Which was so absurd... you get the picture.
It made me angry, and I got angrier as the article continued. What gives them the right, really?
Anyway, this is for those students.
Close doors, throw stones. A porch is a pulpit,stigmata proclaim my pride. I won't be silenced; my name is written. The book speaks for itself.
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Les souris dansent (or: When the cat is away...)
This week, I wanted to try something with a more uplifting feeling. I started with some bubbly, cute ideas (which I still may keep for later), but as it happened, partway through my idea-generating process, I put on headphones and iTunes to block out outside distractions, and a couple of my favourite songs songs came on. As I tried to resist the urge to bop in my chair rather than write a story, I realized that some of my favourite things are music and dancing. But sometimes I find it hard to dance "genuinely" with people around, unless I'm in a club full of others e who are, similarly, dancing their hearts out -- which doesn't come together as often as I'd like.
When it does though, I'm in heaven, and if that isn't uplifting, well, I dunno.
When it does though, I'm in heaven, and if that isn't uplifting, well, I dunno.
On rare occasions, you dine out. I blast 90bpm in the living room. No mirrors, no eyes. Euphoria. When no one's watching, I am Sasha Fierce.
Labels:
creativity,
i am,
mood,
musical moments,
pop culture,
words
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