Two days after we landed, boxes and all, I fell ill with the flu. Friends and family unpacked while I slept my way through feverish chills and sweats and all the other fun things that come with this bug. Yesterday, I regained a sense of normalcy, and could finally focus on my new surroundings. Of […]
A cruel masterthe ticking clockSo much potentialGet it done! I rush past shadowscrumple the pagesfailed attemptsmounting What of dreams?Of life’s destiny?How I worshipat the altar of should Even with positivityfantastical notions fall shortI argue against uncertaintymeet only disapproval There is no magicno pre-destined famejust dust gatheringThe dead are unimpressed. (Image my own)
Bring it on!
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😊💕
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I wonder how that change will manifest!
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Hard to say, but all change is good, right?
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I wouldn’t say all change is good . . .
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It was tongue-in-cheek. 🙃
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Oops. 🙂
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Lol
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Yayy! That’s a good sign.
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It sure is! Thanks
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You are welcome.
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I can feel the power of this!
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Woohoo! Spread it around!
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Me too, V.J., me too. I love how you presented this. Is it layered over a photo or one of your paintings?
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Yes! Conveying the restlessness in both words and image. Thanks.
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You’re welcome. It was nicely done.
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Very inspiring
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Thank you, Sadje
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You’re welcome
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