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Seeking self and selflessness. Kindness, wilderness, curiosity. Grappling daily with the absurdity of existence. Love yourself, love others. Sing as you breathe

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Joined September 2010
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I lost my map, sorry.
A black hole the size of Jupiter is just wandering around the galaxy bit.ly/2QPPvOl
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I found our house today. I know this. My partner does not know this. But he is going to fall in love with this house when he sees it. I looked for everything we wanted in a house, and I found it. I’m calling it now. This is the first time I said this about any house. This is it.
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If I could believe that I’d always write one word more than I did before, well. Reaching myself would become a matter of poking around in the present. Wouldn’t it.
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Me: Maybe I should start using *two* wallets. Also me: What? No. Why?! Me: Back to this two-wallet concept...
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My dad: tall thin attractive intelligent creative driven ambitious generous innovator. Not hairy. Everyone I dated up until I was 40: the exact opposite. weird
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My cat walked through wet nail polish today. It was on my toes.
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“Why can’t you just be a normal person? I want out of this house. I want out of this relationship.”
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Everything is organizing itself as it falls apart. We are all falling apart.
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We finally got to have our Valentine’s Dinner. Moe made pho from scratch. I had lemonade, he had beer. I stayed behind to sit at our occasional “restaurant table”, and eat buttered toast for dessert. He’s retreated to watch TV with the cats. These are the best times.
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Sometimes I just don’t know how to go on. Except to go on. And then everyone says you’re so brave and strong. Trying not to die is not brave or strong. It’s the most basic instinct I have. Yet, I care less now. I’ve already given myself up for dead. I concentrate on giving love.
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Finally the birds are waking. When the light comes I will go to sleep. I’ve made it one more night. I’ll dream of all the things I’d like to fix for others. I’ll confidently believe that I’ll be able to pull myself out of this morass. But then the sun will arc to the west.
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To all those who have loved me, you probably shouldn’t have.
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