Monthly Archives: February 2014

Adapting.

I am living guilt free. Stay in bed ’till four? OK! Eat three bagels in a row? OK! Not exercise whatsoever? OK! Sigh. None of these things are okay but I don’t know to stop the cycle of, whatever this … Continue reading

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Ramblings.

Can’t focus. Or rather I can, but I’m choosing not to. That’s what it feels like. V-Day. One billion rising. Violence against women is a serious epidemic. It’s not just an issue of occasional domestic violence, but rather of societies … Continue reading

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Short Tidings.

The eating out of boredom has to stop. I need to quell the insomnia. I need to repossess myself. I need to pick a major. Ha, not quite yet. Economics? Womens and Gender Studies? History? Hmm, have to do Calculus … Continue reading

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Winning.

Listening to Rhiannon by Fleetwood Mac. “Will you ever win?” I feel like I’m winning. I got up early today, wrote a lot, read a lot, entertained some company. Doing well. The future doesn’t scare me nearly as much. The … Continue reading

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Frailty.

Today was a good day. The gnawing feeling in the pit of my stomach is gone. No suicidal thoughts today! Which is nice. How does this happen? How random it all seems, this nameless suffering, and equally nameless peace. Well, … Continue reading

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Again, again.

Phillip Seymour Hoffman has died, and all I can say is that I’m a bit jealous. Selfish indeed. I had a nice evening out with friends last night. Impromptu and unexpected. Currently at the Eaton’s Centre food court. Am spending … Continue reading

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Living.

It’s no small thing to be alive. I need to remember that I have a duty to myself to embrace this experience. It is temporary. I feel small and insignificant, but so do most people. We’re not. I believe that … Continue reading

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