Reinvention by Way of Habits
It’s about ten-thirty on a Monday morning and I’m sitting at the kitchen table with my old laptop. I’ve got my headphones on and I’m focused on writing for the…
Still here, and activity will resume
This is still a live project, just one that is temporarily on hold. I believe in this concept, but at the moment, life has gotten in the way.
Project Intro: M’s Camera
For a while now, I’ve been thinking about a film camera for my partner. And now, I’ve got the camera, but will make a bit of a small project out…
#FlashNaNo 2021, Day 02
Amy, Trixie, and Greta sat in the screened-in porch, considering the back yard in unified silence. A sparrow alighted on the mulberry sapling shooting up from the wide crack in…
#FlashNaNo 2021, Day 1
She smelled like soap and her the sweet-smelling perfume he remembered, the aroma now seeming slightly juvenile for her age, but still fit her spirit.
Songs
When he stood up, a rain shadow marked where he had been sitting on the ground, cross-legged, watching the low clouds skim past the undulating hills. They had hidden the…
Recent evening clouds above Saitama City
Reestablishing Routine
For several months after I began my new job earlier this year, I established a very fruitful structure to my day, a habitual pattern of working on writing and photography,…
Two pair of scissors I’ve recently restored
Daily Thoughts for 2021-06-25 Friday
Many miscellaneous things today. At work now, and I’m writing this while my students do their homework. It’s strangely quiet in here for what is usually a pretty rowdy group of elementary school kids.
An overgrown garden and wall, seen on one of my lunchtime walks
Daily Thoughts for 2021-06-16 Wednesday
It’s been a minute since I’ve posted. I’m still here, haven’t abandoned the blog or anything, but I have been wrestling with a wave of depression recently. As I emerge…
I don’t really have an appropriate picture for this post, so here, play find-the-cat instead
Discarding Socks and Suits Alike
This morning, I put about ten pairs of socks in the trash. These were all still in OK shape, but filled a role for which I no longer have any use. Since changing jobs, I no longer have any need to dress in a business casual style, so a sizeable chunk of my wardrobe has sat untouched for months.
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