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prone to wander: February 2010
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Wednesday, February 10, 2010. I loved building this stuff. My dad even let me tinker around with his old school Lincoln Logs. This was the entirety of my existence as a child: to build shit. I was the most incredible mixture of content, inspired, and challenged by these toys. LEGO's and K'NEX were basically my baby sitter AND best friend. What an amazing combination! I was going to organize people's roads. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. React less. Pray more. This Is No Longer Me.
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prone to wander: February 2009
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Tuesday, February 17, 2009. Tension. Conflict. Imbalance. All of these words are fun. (not true). But I can't escape them. To be the Inspiration.Or the inspired? This search is enjoyable. (also, not true). But I love what happens inside of me. Stories of entrepreneurs, artists, wanderers, creators, and dreamers are stories that I hold onto. I cherish them, I write them down, I live vicariously through them, and I share in admiring their work with others. May I be thankful. Saturday, February 7, 2009.
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prone to wander: April 2009
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Wednesday, April 29, 2009. And sometimes you close your eyes. And see the place where you used to live. When you were young". I used to ask lots of questions, most of which were directed towards my Dad:. Dad, How far away is Pluto? Is spontaneous combustion real? How do I stop it from happening to me? Why is money made? Did Jesus have a beard? Why do Amish ride in the back of cars but not the front? Is the devil only in the front of the car? Oh, and why can't I tell Grandma about the beer in the fridge?
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prone to wander: January 2009
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Saturday, January 17, 2009. I am so easily satisfied by the call of lovers so less wild". I have been a fan of Derek Webb since the day I heard him sing these words in his song "Wedding Dress". This horribly accurate proclamation is one that I have stolen to describe myself and how I interact with the rest of the world. As for now, I am in progress.AND I must be (continually) confronted with those lovers which offer me very little in the end. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile.
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prone to wander: October 2008
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Thursday, October 23, 2008. I have a bad memory. Like really bad. I forget names, places, and pretty much anything that could be of use to me. I usually forget really embarrassing things like people's names, immediately after I meet them. And then I am made even more socially awkward the next time we meet, as I am forced to call she or he "buddy", "pal", or "dude." It's just unpleasant for everyone involved. My memories are gone. This is horrible. However, today something really neat happened. Bind my wa...
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prone to wander: What's good?
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Saturday, April 25, 2009. Lemonade and tea - mixed together! Finished papers.i should say, "turned in" papers. A poster of Einstein riding a bike. A huge box of illegally made DVDs. Analytical conversations with people i care about. Coffee and ice cream. Hmmmlots of things are good. Being unemployed is NOT good! Im discovering, anyhow.). May 10, 2011 at 3:06 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Finding Truth, experiencing Grace, expressing Love. React less. Pray more.
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prone to wander: Young
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Wednesday, April 29, 2009. And sometimes you close your eyes. And see the place where you used to live. When you were young". I used to ask lots of questions, most of which were directed towards my Dad:. Dad, How far away is Pluto? Is spontaneous combustion real? How do I stop it from happening to me? Why is money made? Did Jesus have a beard? Why do Amish ride in the back of cars but not the front? Is the devil only in the front of the car? Oh, and why can't I tell Grandma about the beer in the fridge?
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prone to wander: Soda Bubbles
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Monday, April 19, 2010. God breathes out. And in. God gives. And takes. Sometimes I feel like soda. Like I am being blown around. Like a furious storm is happening to me. Like God is some little kid blowing into a straw. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Finding Truth, experiencing Grace, expressing Love. React less. Pray more. Scott kinsman : an anthology. This Is No Longer Me. Simple theme. Powered by Blogger.
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prone to wander: ramblings tolerated
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Saturday, February 7, 2009. Familiar thoughts. Familiar places and people. I regularly reflect upon these images and memories. A friendly face, a favorite thinking spot, or a hurtful word that came from my lips, a bad habit I have formed. Sometimes these things come to mind on purpose, sometimes not. Sometimes willingly, and sometimes with much hesitancy, and unfortunately sometimes I fight myself, doing everything I can to avoid certain familiar thoughts. A shouting match can occur. For all the individu...
