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Getting over ‘it’.

There’s still a lot of times each week that I get a sharp little ping that reminds me that I’m (still) not over ‘it’. A nasty little jab, a painful tiny sting, a searing jolt in the side – just to remind me there’s still a world of hurt right there, in plain sight. AndContinue reading “Getting over ‘it’.”

Two sided – Weed Whacking

Everything in life has its two sides. The good and the bad forever united in anything we see around us. Feel around us. Know around us. And the side we choose to actively see, praise and strengthen is the one that determines the way we view the world around us. We can go for theContinue reading “Two sided – Weed Whacking”

Pineapple men: Taking the bad with the good?

Fruits are supposed to be good for you – or so they say. Unless you’re me (and well, the whole boatload of other people who are hypersensitive to certain fruits). Because eating fruits is always a bit like playing Russian Roulette when it comes to my mouth. Where some fruits are fine, some give meContinue reading “Pineapple men: Taking the bad with the good?”

Deal-breakers. Questionmark.

No more tree date for me. Shocker. I’m not expecting to hear any gasps of surprise. Shocker number two. That fact has me both a bit annoyed and saddened, I guess. Plus, a little on the fence about whether I should even write this post, considering who might be reading along. But then I figureContinue reading “Deal-breakers. Questionmark.”

Measuring your life in exes.

People have a tendency to measure things in units that make little to no sense (and no, I’m not just talking about Americans and their weird as fuck semi-imperial-fuck-up-system – GO METRIC) for no added perks. Take students for example, who manage to completely forgo the normal ‘money’ concept and start measuring things in beersContinue reading “Measuring your life in exes.”

The monsters under the bed.

Have you ever worked yourself up into hysterics? For no apparent reason? With fullblown dedication? I have. Just last night, actually. Reading scary stories before bed? Turns out you’re never old enough for that. So I slept with all windows and doors closed (as usual). And the lights on. Like a baby.I forced myself outContinue reading “The monsters under the bed.”

A lesson learned. A losing game.

Some images evoke stories. Words. Dialogue. And some have the power to evoke emotions. That in turn take form in words. Like this one above, sent to me by a friend as a daily dose of peptalk. Only to lead to the poem found below: A losing game We were always at odds. Yet ohContinue reading “A lesson learned. A losing game.”