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dreams from a musing life enthusiast

cringe

Cringe cringe like the empty anger surfacing from places you didn't know you had inside to just let it ride, regretful words too easy to unload and unable to pick up, strewn on floors of people's lives you let them... Continue Reading →

illusion

Illusion waking up in the soft fuzzy after-glow of summer sleep on a Saturday/Sabbath day. feeling nostalgic for memories of places i've been to and some i haven't. am reminded of childhood playdates with green grass badminton, lightning fast reflexes... Continue Reading →

commit

Commit this word makes me shudder with anxiety. it's simultaneously boring and aspirational. will i ever commit to anything? i guess i've committed to non-commitment. HAHA! always waiting around to see what's better has proven to have some significant drawbacks.... Continue Reading →

paper

Paper like the paper that says when i started to exist and papers that mark my knowledge and discipline and what i can do, what i'm allowed to do. paper guiding me to pursue. and question. thin slices, creating layer... Continue Reading →

puncture

Puncture oy, been wondering if i'll feel the same about life at 40 that i do right now. and maybe in some ways i do want to feel the same way, of possibilities on the horizon of days filled with... Continue Reading →

TAPER

Taper as usual i find my patience for injustices tapering off slowly but surely. i have an explosion of righteous indignation about once every hour or so i've noticed. my most recent one was at the cost of renewing my... Continue Reading →

volume

Volume what comes to mind is hair, buoyant, voluminous, luxurious hair. apparently, it's an ingrained "beauty" standard. i'm putting beauty in quotes because i don't believe in just one definition of what is beautiful, sometimes you need to do work... Continue Reading →

triumph

Triumph i want to get here. i tend to see triumph as a place more than anything else. a place that i don't often reach because i'm too much of a perfectionist [in some things HAHA! spelling and grammar are... Continue Reading →

tender

Tender i'm not really interested in being included in the mainstream of society. i like the fringes, the weirdos, the freaks, the underdogs. i don't know if it's because i myself do not feel fully included, or if i feel... Continue Reading →

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