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Jet black desk things.
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Rearranged my bedroom based on comfort and not appearances. Hashtag: Monday metaphors.
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The how and the why are always more interesting than the what.
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Friday edits.
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White sheets and black ink.
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Happy Birthday, @lpodlich and @michaelbestul. I'm sure glad you both were born.
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These plants remain alive against all my cat's best attempts to kill them.
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Goodbye to all that.
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I hope you all have someone honest and loving enough in your life to tell you: You would have been happier with a goat. ❤️
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Mercury turned direct today and I have all the patterns on my floor. 👍👍
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💡💡
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Gray skies, green tea, white pages, black letters.
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Gray skies, green tea, white pages, black letters.
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Rain comin'.
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The doorbell woke her up. She knew what Fed-Ex had just dropped off--a fat envelop, overnight express. She lay there with eyes closed and thought all the ugly things she wanted to say. She thought them until they grew limp and boring. She thought them unt
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It was a transformational space; where coming apart was held together, and risk was safe and the fuzzy edges of the intangible became clear and smooth in her grasp.
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You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. -Mary Oliver, Wild Geese
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See ya 'round, January.
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I realized all the things I was waiting on to reveal themselves to me--all the answers I sought--had never been hidden in the first place. They were always there, belonging to me, even though I couldn't know that until I finally left that waiting place wi
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let them go -- the truthful liars and the false fair friends and the boths and neithers -- you must let them go they were born to go -e.e. cummings
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Sundays are for coffee and Taylor Swift on repeat and watching the sunlight stream in.
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Wrote until my brain turned into a semi-solid ball of pulp.
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Sugar bowl from @target making me be all: 😍😁😏
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I'm not fighting it anymore: I like Taylor Swift and now own 1989, the Deluxe edition.
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At that moment I knew. I knew the way you know about a good melon.
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That thing when you can't think of a caption no matter how hard you try.
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Stay foolish.
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I'm always as excited to put away Christmas decorations as I am to put them out.
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Don't disregard the pull to be courageous.
