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Get some support! – STARING AT MY CEILING
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STARING AT MY CEILING. Take it from me, if you are a primary caregiver of someone with ovarian cancer (or any cancer for that matter), you too need support. Patients need support, caregivers need support, loved-ones and children of patients need support. This is probably the greatest reason why the cancer community is such a supportive, warm and loving one. Do. Hesitate to reach out for help…. I have found the following website, specifically the OC community forum,. Cook for your life recipes. You are co...
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December 2016 – STARING AT MY CEILING
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STARING AT MY CEILING. Last post – My heart is a tired soldier. December 31, 2016. I’m very proud of myself for the title. But there is some sincerity behind the drama. For the last couple of months I’ve felt the freedom and safety to dump all my melancholy on youthe odd reader. It must have been boring as all hell but I never felt judged. I will always write stuff … More Last post – My heart is a tired soldier. Last post – My heart is a tired soldier. Buying necklaces and feeling stupid. I realized not ...
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Christmas…an unhappy time for all – STARING AT MY CEILING
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STARING AT MY CEILING. Christmas…an unhappy time for all. December 8, 2016. December 8, 2016. As a Christian I’ve been taught to revere Christmas for its symbolic celebration of Christ’s birth. My parents were always careful not to let the majesty of presents and materiality ravage the true meaning of Christmas. But if you have lost your loved-ones Christmas can piss you off a little. Posted in Completely random post. The memories in music. Yoga, you bastard. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. You are commentin...
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June 2016 – STARING AT MY CEILING
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STARING AT MY CEILING. Fear: My Voldemort, my Judas, my Moriarty. June 29, 2016. I used to fear everything. I used to shelter my fears as if I would fall into loneliness if I didn’t. And I feared every little thing. What people would think or say. I feared every possible opportunity for humiliation and failure and even success. And now, you ask? Well, now I fear nothing. Not … More Fear: My Voldemort, my Judas, my Moriarty. Fear: My Voldemort, my Judas, my Moriarty. I hate the rich…. June 25, 2016. I’ve ...
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Last post – My heart is a tired soldier – STARING AT MY CEILING
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STARING AT MY CEILING. Last post – My heart is a tired soldier. December 31, 2016. December 31, 2016. I’m very proud of myself for the title. But there is some sincerity behind the drama. For the last couple of months I’ve felt the freedom and safety to dump all my melancholy on youthe odd reader. It must have been boring as all hell but I never felt judged. I thank God for that. But most of all, I thank and praise God for reminding me tonight that although the world is a mean and rude and horrible place...
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Buying necklaces and feeling stupid – STARING AT MY CEILING
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STARING AT MY CEILING. Buying necklaces and feeling stupid. December 31, 2016. December 31, 2016. Have you ever thought of the genetic lottery you’ve won? I’ve only thought of the genetic gamble I’ve lost. My brother scored my mom’s full lips and gorgeous nose. I got my dad’s itty bitty lips and nose so crooked if you hang a small camera from it, you’ll be able to see the back of your head. The shit started with a relatively innocent event: I bought myself a small silver cross necklace today. And as ...
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May 2016 – STARING AT MY CEILING
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STARING AT MY CEILING. To love in the 90’s. May 27, 2016. This is a completely random post, but a thought occurred to me. I’m sure everyone reflects on their youth with nostalgia and the conviction that your time was utterly unique. And I have no doubt that that’s true. Every decade has its shame and its glory My decade was the 90’s. As a high school … More To love in the 90’s. To love in the 90’s. The secrets that writing holds…. May 26, 2016. The secrets that writing holds…. I am a time traveler….
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STARING AT MY CEILING – Page 2 – I had lost everyone I loved by the time I was 36 years old. Now, at the gravel-road-side of 35, I find myself wondering who I am. While everyone around me live their lives with relative fierceness and aim, I am
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STARING AT MY CEILING. I picked a book last night. December 3, 2016. You’ll have no idea the kick I get to be able to say: I have a library. It’s modest and you are unlikely to find some of the great literary pieces that you really should have if you’re going to tell people: I have a library. But it’s mine. And when I walk into the … More I picked a book last night. I picked a book last night. Surely writing can’t be work? November 30, 2016. Surely writing can’t be work? November 24, 2016. I might not ha...
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Students: Because I was probably a serial killer in a previous life… – STARING AT MY CEILING
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STARING AT MY CEILING. Students: Because I was probably a serial killer in a previous life…. April 9, 2016. April 9, 2016. I was very excited joining academia. I was going to be Tom Hanks, revealing secrets in Rome. I was going to be Robin Williams, standing on tables while changing lives and molding future leaders. Somewhere, somehow, some kid will call me oh captain, my captain. Well, it turns out I’m more. This lecturer can read. We know this because that’s pretty much all they do. You get so ...Remem...
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Journalism, Christmas and motherly love… – STARING AT MY CEILING
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STARING AT MY CEILING. Journalism, Christmas and motherly love…. December 20, 2016. December 20, 2016. I will never know what it feels like to love a child more than myself. But I. Know what it feels like to have a mother who loves you unconditionally, truly unconditionally, and who turns into a dragon at the first sight of her cubs getting hurt. And understanding how I would have felt had that man been my loved-one, makes the large news networks feel like the unwelcome robber who steals for himself, at ...
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