anxiety
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(un)Natural Disaster
If there’s one thing my mind is for sure, it’s a natural disaster. Striking, terrifying, weirdly beautiful if you know what to look for but always with a looming threat of death, and as unpredictable as they come. Continue reading
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I can’t TRY to be good, and then be bad. I have to either BE good, or be so bad it’s actually good. Continue reading
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All In a Day’s Work
Progress is a rollercoaster that goes in every direction but the expected one until the word “expectations” has lost all its meaning and all I am left with is me doing my best. Continue reading
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Spinning
Lighting up the sky inside my skull for a mere few seconds of mind-stopping beauty before exploding into a million shards of nothing more than spectacularly colored light. Continue reading
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Filling the Spaces
There’s no time like the present Fleeting Fading Ever present, ever changing Continue reading
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On Regret:
I don’t know why my brain is the way that it is, but I do know it well enough by now to know that it simply is. And I can get on board with the way that I work, or I can spend my lifetime fighting myself. Continue reading
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That Ubud Feeling
It was on that late-night drive from Ngurah Rai International Airport back to my second-story room in a little Balinese bungalow in Ubud, as the taxi pulled onto my now familiar street, that I first had the absolutely beautiful and breath-catching feeling of coming home. Continue reading
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It’s the Little Things
I like to know things. I like to know the plan. I get upset when the plan changes. Not because I am actually and logically upset, but because my brain just literally needs time to get used to a change in information. I expected one thing, and I’m getting another. It’s not bad, it’s different.… Continue reading
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Procrastinate but Persevere
The more we try at things, the more we fail. The more we try at things, the more we succeed. A whole is only as big as the sum of its parts. Continue reading
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When Words Disappear
I watch myself give up on expressing myself time after time because the effort it takes to do so is enormous both mentally and physically. … sometimes I get sad for a while, wishing I could somehow share what’s on my mind. But for better or worse, it passes. And time moves on. Continue reading
I can I know 