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  • Care

    Do I really care what people think of me? Yes. That persona of “I don’t give a fuck” isn’t me as much as I like to think it is. I would guess that we are all pretty much like that, but deep down, we do care about how people see…

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  • Bruce

    Just because the plight of the Lesser Crested Boobie is not as widely known as, say, the event schedule of your local fete, doesn’t mean he is any the less important. The same could also be said of the Three-Horned Armadillo of the Upper West Side, Lower Chiitagano Heights in…

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  • Bubbling

    ​I like my own company. I like being left alone and in my own world—but it is dangerous! ​On the one hand, I feel calmed, lost in my own thoughts with no interruptions. Everything is put to rights and the world is a better place. My world, content and at…

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  • Fan

    White noise. That regular, melodic hum. That purring, rhythmic sound of the summer fan. Cooling and soothing. Heaven. It seems to hit that spot. Pure delight that calms senses and soothes the body with its cooling air. Bliss. ​There is something melodic about the fan. Such a seemingly insignificant addition…

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  • War

    Mental health is a struggle for anyone who genuinely suffers from it. It is not just a battle but a war; the battles are the daily, hourly grind of the fight and that will to keep pushing on. It’s punishing and tiring—brutal at times and debilitating. I sometimes wonder, is…

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  • Sleepless in…

    Is the reason I cannot drift off to a well-earned sleep because I am overly tired? Why is my mind, suddenly, in overdrive? ​It has been a thoroughly lovely day. It has been a long day but a good day with people I love and cherish, who make me feel…

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