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2020-12-20 Stand in the Mirror and Wait for Feedback
Sunday again. Lacking sleep again. Still working on that lecture. On and on. I’m trying not to freak out. You know, but there’s so much to do. Res. GLR. Christmas. Bills. You know I’ve got bills that are like 60 days past due and I can’t even begin. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.…
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2020-12-17 One Way to Save a Life
It’s December 17 again. I see the calendar and think, “This day again.” We all have them. A day in time, a date on the calendar we recognize immediately, a date that takes us back to the past. We may have several, but for me, December 17 will always be a day that gives me…
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2020-12-14 What is Above and Below the Fold
You’ll never know because I’ll never remember. When I wrote this morning.. I wrote for an hour. Something about a procrastinations and lists that somehow led to writing about sharing my poetry with Jim, even the ones covering topics that might not be to his taste or worse, make him uncomfortable. Blah-blah, woof-woof, and then…
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2020-12-12 Poetic Rejection
I woke up at 4:30. Wrote a reply to Mr. SCC, feeling enough time had passed and some response was the best course. If only I could say what I want without giving the wrong impression. And why I worry about that is mysterious to me. I’m my own worst conundrum. I went back to…
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2020-12-10 Musing from Inside the Promethean Gap
Is it wrong to approach the world, tentative and wanting? Believing in good intentions and people? That we’re all just stuck here temporary and harmless, abandoned on a mysterious spiral arm of stars? Is it wrong to believe in the power of human connection, however small. The innocence of it. The delicate nature of trust.…
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2020-12-09 Random Sign from the Universe?… 🅾️🔀⚛️
I pulled the day behind me yesterday as I tried to get all the things done. But it was just a screen built to protect me from the rampant procrastination coursing my Veins. Arteries too. Today, I think, will be more of the same. I need a serious check-it-before-you-wreck-it plan. Emails piling up, bills piling…
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2020-12-08 Unfamiliar Territory
I went to the lake yesterday. I kept my plans and overcame whatever it was that separates people who need each other. Or rather, whatever it is that keeps me from keeping to my word or from doing something that feels so foreign. Is it fear? Am I afraid of what can happen? All the…
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2020-12-07 I’ve Got Crocodiles Now
I don’t have much. My attention span feels thin today. Reading Poem-a-day, something about a duplex, I’m left uninspired by the language and really wondering when “This” will appear. Some days are like that and I just want to let it be. I’m giving myself a pep-talk as I write this. You can do it.…
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