I don't write. I create.
How I long for the cog that turns and triggers a new system!
For an income appreciative of the god-like blessings I bestow on many lives around.
Yes! My status is minus.
-Love
-Time
I’m in the red.
Sometimes I wonder why my success is determined by your happiness?
Be free. Explore. Remember.
Hello December!
What a time it has been so far; I’ve been restless with my thoughts and lacklustre with my writing—November of a month of planning and preparing but failing to execute everything.
I’ve listened to an array of audiobooks but did not complete the chain by reading paperbacks. Often I feel guilty about that, for I have a vast collection of creative pieces written by amazing people. Yet, I pass them by each day and note the new layer of dust each week.
At the end of November, I accepted that I had not written due to a mental blockage. Instead, I’m riddled with self-doubt and overcome with stress and fear of failing. It appears I have been struggling for months, and I need to break free to thrive and flourish.
Today is the day I will restart the chain!
Goal: Write 100 words per day.
Unique
We disagreed and argued.
We spat fire into the eyes of the other.
I boiled, you bubbled, and we burned one another.
The next day my eyes wept, and your mind seeped until we formed a solid understanding.
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You split your heart in half and made love to me.
I accepted my half and consoled you.
You gave me time and memories I’ll cherish forever.
I told myself that…
Sometimes, some things are best left unsaid.
I wipe away the 76th tear of the day.
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I’ve missed many moments because I had to attend work. I believed my priorities were to earn first and visit later.
Only I was too tired.
I hear your voice regularly. Your advice is embedded in my heart.
Wishing won’t change anything.
I’ll forever love you.
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I plotted and plotted and decided upon white tulips.
I stole from the local Florist as a way to support local businesses with an experience! What would you do? The scenario on lips dabbled in many conversations.
I also robbed a bag of change for my arcade day trip vacations.
Who are you? Just a thing with a title.
Call me Jean and expect no justice.
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You came to me and apologised.
I hadn’t expected it but I do appreciate it. I’m happy you did last night – it seems that you’re here to stay.
Sometimes I know I can be impulsive and I run away as fast as I can.
I’m a mini fan of ginger. Walls up, I can always do.
I sometimes imagine you’ll think one thing over the other and I convince myself that is the way.
I think maybe one day, we should spend a weekend together in New York City. Come back and adopt a rescue dog.
You said sorry and I felt it.
Thank you.
We are feeling this space and I feel sprouts, seeds and aubergines. You feel my hands.
What can say?
I’m ready.
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