misslyst
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Sorrowful Torment
One of my close friends died today. I am not sure what else I can say beyond that. I am grateful that she is not suffering anymore, but it does not make her loss any less painful. Thankfully, she can rest in peace now. Without being so sick and in pain all the time. I… Continue reading
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Concepts With Silver
I still have days when my mood goes down. What I like so much about my mood stabilizer is that I can’t go down but so far. I never linger there. It’s very nice… a wonderful change from what I’m used to. I’m still getting used to having clarity of thought. While I’m still fretting… Continue reading
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I’m not even sure what to say right now. I’m racing through my chore list tonight… all because I want to be able to write something… anything. I’m beginning to feel an itching sensation inside my skull. It’s hard to explain… but it’s powerful. It’s a compulsion. I want to put my hands down and… Continue reading
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The Stronghold Pacifist
The definitions of a stronghold are: I’ve been told fairly often that my ideas or opinions make no sense. I’ve also been accused of being a soft pacifist. These words have been used to dismiss anything I say. Almost immediately, things I know are always dismissed as nothing. The definitions of pacifist are: Want to… Continue reading
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Sorry… That’s Not The Best
@ 9:31AM @ 11:30PM I’m pretty sad that I ran out of time to do of my hobbies… but the lack of dust is worth it! I did get to use my drill for the first time today, along with my own level. It’s not nearly as scary as I though it would be. However,… Continue reading
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12 O’Clock On The Dot
@ 12:07PM @ 4:42PM @ 11:17PM Sometimes… I wonder if all of that is just wasting time. If something happens to me or I must leave – all of those ‘memories’ will be left behind. Probably the cat will be left as well. I have a bunch of tasks to do, but they can all… Continue reading
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Thick Or Thin
Of course, I’m listening to one of the Canadian singers I started to listening to years ago. The major one – and this sounds odd – but I visited her hometown in April 2001… That one was Celine Dion. One of the music stores we visited had a massive section in the back of dedicated… Continue reading
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Taskmaster
I can prefix this post in this manner. I am tired. Bone tired. Like, if you could see my bones, they’d be yawning super wide too. They’d also be droopy and a bit grumpy. I’ve managed to cover most items on my chore list – not including my errands – all of which I’ll address… Continue reading
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