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Life almost never goes how you envision it will. Get back up. Stick the next landing. Go again. What's the point of holding your ground if you aren't willing to get back up? Someone else will take your space if you don't. Or, even
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Life is a game of Splatoon. You paint the space you want to take up. You push through choke points. You hold the space. You deserve it as much as the next guy. Driving, walking, running, working, writing. You have as much right to the space as any other person
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Don't fake with people, Henry. Tell people what you really think, so that they know what they are getting into when you interact with them. They'll do the same to you if you make that the expectation. Don't say "maybe" when you
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Shoot, move, repeat. Lift, drop, repeat. Type, breathe, repeat. I gotta cut. Eventually I have to stop measuring the room and cut the dang slice. If I mess it up, there's plenty of cake in the world to go around, I can cut another piece next time. Sketch,
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I'm watching The Last Dance on Netflix. Chicago Bulls/MJ documentary. We're all fascinated by these very unhealthily obsessive individuals. Or at least I am. Obviously I'm obsessive. I've mentioned this before. Maybe it's why I like seeing these intense,
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Art is expression. Expression is moving what is inside, to the outside. You don't need an audience to express, that's communication. If someone else appreciates what you've expressed, all the better. But it's been moved from inside to outside without anyone else
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We write so many stories telling us to reconnect with nature, to return to some by-gone era of man where we were in tune with the world we live in, instead of polluting it, or stealing from it, or running from it. We also write stories about what it takes
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The grey space between homes. Between jobs. Between lives. The treadmill walk before the trail peaks around the corner. The dead air between songs. Not a rest. Not a break. Just a black frame before the next establishing shot. I'm ready to establish. Thanks for reading.
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Wow. 30 days went fast. Like lightning. Are we sure I didn't skip a number in there somewhere? Or ten? This has been a great experience so far. I have an impetus to sit down in front of a blank page and keyboard every single day. And, it&
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I almost didn't post what I wrote yesterday, mostly because I was wondering if it was a post I was proud of. Not in any sense like I almost missed the deadline, or that I didn't know what to write, but I more thought that maybe
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There's something about this guy, even at his advanced age, isn't there? Goes from a farm town to a factory town in Austria, then becomes a Hollywood icon, and governor of California? How does someone do that, and how are we all okay brushing off the
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It doesn't exist. That could be the end of the post, couldn't it? I won't do it. Feels too cheap. There's never a perfect time to go on vacation, or to quit your job, or find a new one, or to move,