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I achieved my goal. I wrote more. Lately, I've been writing these just to do them, and that feels disingenuous. daily is done. Sporadic is back. Thank you all for reading. If I have something worth writing about, I'll put it here. I did what I
daily_093; rain
does everyone love rain? why is that? Is it biologically coded, a thread of DNA that says we get to survive another year with rain, that our crops will grow? Is it the rhythm? The peace? The gentle pitter-patter against roof eaves, the trickling down the gutters, the far-off sounds
daily_092; 100k
I finished 100,000 words, for the second time in my life, today. Feels pretty cool. -H.
daily_091; day fiancé
I had this joke title loaded up for yesterday, but bang went that one. Don't watch the show if you haven't. It gets quite ridiculous, really fast, and you will want to watch all of it. There's like twelve versions of the show, with
daily_089; okay
Today's post is just going to be okay. And I'm going to be okay with that. Okay??! -H.
daily_088; sleep in (iii)
I've never slept in. Never is probably not true, but the point is, I don't sleep in. Today I did. Why don't people do this all the time? I feel so much better. I'll probably stop talking about sleep on here after
daily_087; tastes change
If you had told me two years ago that I would be piling into the car, driving for two and a half hours, and walking up fifteen flights of stairs, all to see a country artist, I would have laughed really hard and said you were crazy, and probably went
daily_086; switchblades and candy
I'm avoiding the content farm that is writing about writing this blog. I'm done. I'm gonna move on now. Maybe. No, for real this time. I love systems. Systems run our lives so we can enjoy them. Now, you might say "Henry, how
daily_084; sleep ii
I slept. I felt like a new person. I still didn't hit the target set for me by this sleep trainer (more on that will follow I'm sure, this thing is nuts). But man I felt good. I got more done in the hours I was
daily_083; sleep
I hate sleep. I hate that a third of my life is shot before the starting gun even fired me up. I hate that I can't control when I get tired. But I have to sleep. I have to surrender to sleep, in order to pursue anything else.
daily_082; being home
I spent the last week housesitting. I was never home. It never feels like home in someone else's house, no matter how much "nicer" it is. I also spent the last year in Nashville. That became home for a while. I saw Pike's Peak