Introspection
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To Have No Name
9:58PM – 10:33PM Strange day. Very so. I have a decision that needed to be made. Since I came to a solution, I will say that my relief’s in sight. When seeking friendship, it is best to work along with those whose values align with your own. I do my best. To pull myself out Continue reading
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Theraphy
I started off because I needed to record my thoughts down. I didn’t do well with the paper journals. My first actual “blog” was on DeadJournal. Then LiveJournal. I tried “blogger.” With WordPress, I had a penname that wasn’t an embarrassment. So while I still have a desire to record my thoughts… and have the Continue reading
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My Mother’s Name Was Donna
You know… I was just talking about this in the car with a friend today. Years ago, I did an interview of my mom for an assignment. When I mentioned to my aunt that I was going to interview my mom, she asked: “Why her? I’m smarter than her!” My response? “While you just might Continue reading
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Holding On
Tuesday Somewhat Cloudy 8/26/2025 9:47am-9:58pm Not sure what I should say. I have an infuser full of Dragon Pearl tea… and an entire house that needs cleaning. I have a state of mind to try and focus on. I feel a bit sad. Found old pictures of my cat Jeri. She was with me through Continue reading
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Say It, Say It… Softly
I try to tell myself that I’m not sensitive. I am. I try to tell myself that I’m doing the best for myself by burying myself in my writing. Inaccurate. I thought I’d just be relieved to finish my latest chapter of NtC. 53 pages later, I am not. In fact, I’m more stressed out Continue reading
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Chomp & Chewed
Since I’m extra, I would probably sell bread, preserves, cookies and short stories. Over time, I can see myself also selling framed water-colored paintings and inked, colorless sketches. I would eventually advance to selling sourdough bread and from that start selling sourdough veggie pizza. Then, would come the homemade butter and whipped cream. I might Continue reading
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I’m Not That Bitter… An Apparent Storytelling Manifesto
So… I like to tell myself that I’m not angry or bitter over this, but the fact that I consulted Copilot on anything tells you something. I am sensitive about my writing at times and just want some reassurance. Unfortunately, none of my family or even friends are willing or able to provide that. I Continue reading
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8 / 2 / 2025
3:13pm – 3:19pm So, I have decided to start my own website. (Does it count as my own if it’s through here?) MissLyst.com I’ll be clear. I don’t plan to try to make any money off the site. I just want a brand page. Now I can control the appearance of the blog and have Continue reading
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What Should Have Been
I had an epic idea that I had considered while in the shower. Did that idea ever come to fruition? No. Did I think to record them? No. The echoes of those words continue to linger though. They tickled at the edges of my consciousness. I’m in limbo at current, stuck in a place that Continue reading
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Friends. Only Friends.
I would see no need to invite my family. Y’know what’s sad? I recently met a cousin for the first time while scheduling a doctor’s appointment. We exchanged numbers so we could reach out. … Guess who has not reached out? And it’s been over a week now. The last meals I’ve had comradery at? Continue reading
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