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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
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
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
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.
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
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.
Today, the sun rose at 4:30. I gave up on sleep about an hour later. Journal in hand, I set off to visit the shrine1
It’s been more than a week since I last posted here and I feel like I have a lot to say, but also nothing to
It’s been a little while since my last post, largely because I’ve been caught up in a million things, distracted to no end, and more
It’s about 14:00 as I begin this post, and kids will start showing up soon, so this will be quick. As I noted in another
Today I’ve been wanting to write something here, but wasn’t sure where to start or what to say, so I’m just starting and seeing where