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Hustle, bustle, and in-betweens
Life is but hustle and bustle sometimes so in the in betweens I find distraction a shooting star, a deep inhale walk for ten miles and then exhale The dazzling light of the city attracts me like a moth east or west, poetry is a sunset, art the subtle contrast against the dark triggers my mind, it picks me up We like what we like, no matter how odd these “meaningless” bits of life, our routines hold our pieces together ’til a new sunrise arrives.
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Giving Thanks in My Own Way
It’s Thanksgiving in three days, the time we express gratitude for the things we have. But really, how thankful are we when we say we are? I think being grateful to be alive has never been more meaningful than it has these past two years. For a lot of us — who experienced it, had someone who went through it, or lost someone to COVID-19 — the everyday expression “just thankful to be alive” hits differently. It’s so filling when you actually mean it. So that is already a given. But how about the relatively smaller qualities? The things that give meaning to our lives, and which often go unaccounted for?…
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Some People: A Poem
Some people love so hard the first time they don’t know how to do it twice. Some people are hard on themselves but soft on whom don’t treat them right. Some people laugh when they mean to cry. Some people go to church to seem nice when they’re rotten inside. Some people can’t let go of some people who broke their heart. Some people can move on the next day and be all right. Some people stay a little longer even if it rips them apart. Some people come and go like the seasons. Some people hate goodbyes of wrong reasons. Some people let age dictate what they should feel.…
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The Crumbs They Call Affection
I ask myself today what’s changed? Heart beating with the same ache, People I’ve loved so long can’t reciprocate, And I settled for crumbs they call affection Given all my attention, dealt with their rejection; I understand it was f—ked up, in retrospection. Today I tried to numb the pain again, day by day, But how long ‘til I no longer feel this way? Heaven knows I tried, from the Milky Way and back Years have passed, but I keep falling into the crack And it’s here I stay, unsure if it’s in my brain Or if the efforts’ been all in vain, And it’s just a no-destination train. My…
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Patterns – You Go!
From the obvious observations diaries, I present to you this tiny piece. When the tide is high, you surf When the current’s low, you swim When the tea is poured, you drink When the bills are due, you pay When the food is served, you eat When your feet are tired, you sit When the feeling’s strong, you love When inspiration strikes, you create When the music is good, you dance When the going gets tough, you vent When life lessons speak, you learn When opportunity knocks, you open When your time comes, you GO. There’s a pattern to everything, whether human-made or by nature. And since I know how…
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Compilation of Best Posts
To whom it may concern: I compiled my favorite and best blog posts from the past six years and they’re now in this eBook format, for the avid reader on the go. You can make them your kill-time stories if you want. I always love hearing from new people outside of my regular blog postings. It is free, of course. About SayEtcétera: I came up with the word around 2014, when I started creating greeting cards and needed a catchphrase as a signature for my store, something that summed up my work. Its meaning is very literal: “…and so forth.” Basically, say everything, anything that you need to say.…
