The Stream Has Ended

So here’s the thing, You’re a writer and it’s hard for you to write for ten straight days. You promise yourself that you’ll write more and try to shoot for every day and you’re good for six and then you miss three and make it up by doing two more and then you almost forget […]

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A Stream of Words and Things 8

Today is November 19th. It is 3:25pm and I’m at home. Earlier today I was thinking about scars. And how a lot of our scars are still as angry and swollen as the day we got them. You know in those books, you know the ones I’m talking about, there’s a character who’s always talking […]

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A Stream of Words and Things 7

Today is November 17th. It is 6:20pm and I’m home. Sometimes, you miss three days. Sometimes you miss three days and they blend together so well that it only feels like one. Sometimes you miss three days and hope to miss three more before you actually notice a sliver of the impact. I missed three […]

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A Stream of Words and Things 5

Today is November 13th. It is 8:57pm and I’m in my dorm room. Earlier today I saw someone almost slip on ice. But they caught themselves, and I proceeded to avoid it. And then I thought about all the other things that I avoid. How I step around opportunities–not saying that slipping on ice is […]

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A Stream of Words and Things 4

Today is November 12th. It is 7:53pm and I’m in my dorm room. Just now I thought about reaching the stars. And how maybe I’d be more inclined to want to reach them had I never seen them, had I never experienced their beauty on a clear night in the midst of winter. I thought […]

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