Introspection
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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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Ripening With Age
I’ve been told that wine does this, but I have no personal experience. Cheese gets more delicious with age. Many seasonings get better with age. I have no clue why there is an expiration date on basil or garlic powder… Or salt! These seasonings do not rotten. If anything, basil becomes more fragrant and tasty… Continue reading
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Questions…
Sometimes I really question things. I question my life. I question my motives. How much of what I do runs on ego? I’m not sure. I do believe that I’m starting to have more “in depth” thinking patterns. Is that good or bad? Continue reading
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