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Rambles of an Unqueanchable Mind
The End… Or Is It?
  I often wonder about the initial thoughts people might have if I had an audience. In the absence of one, let's indulge in the game of assumption. Some might ponder, 'Is this her last post?' For...
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The Prison Within
...and as I was wandering from town to town in search of shelter for the night, a distant house caught my eye. Nestled away from the road, it lay hidden amidst trees and was surrounded by the beauty...
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LEAVE!
 Yesterday was profoundly unsettling—so very wrong. I didn't fully grasp the gravity of it all until this morning when, under the early morning sky, the reality sank in. While I acknowledge my role...
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The Noise Silence Makes
I have been having trouble staying asleep at night for the past two weeks. I wake up between 3 and 4 in the morning and lay there with reeling thoughts until I finally realize that going back to...
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Autumn Leaves
Autumn is near, although outside it’s still hot and humid; the leaves have started to change, and some are falling. One more season, one more year that slips away, a year that seems to go to waste,...
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Once Again… I’m Rambling
Days go by, one at a time. I don’t really think about the future, about tomorrow... I don’t see anything worth living for, just this day. And even today feels empty. No, I am not sad or depressed. I...
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“Eleanor was right. She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn’t supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.”

— Rainbow Rowell, Eleanor & Park

RAMBLES

PHOTOBLOG

A SILENCE

LITTLE PRINCE

I Wish

I Wish

If I could have a wishI'd wished you wore my eyesAnd see the kind of thingsThat make this pain worthwhile I'd wished you felt the rainThat cleansed my soul last nightPromising better daysAnd healing for the heart I'd wished you heard the chirpsOf birds waking me upThe...

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The End… Or Is It?

The End… Or Is It?

  I often wonder about the initial thoughts people might have if I had an audience. In the absence of one, let's indulge in the game of assumption. Some might ponder, 'Is this her last post?' For those who've glimpsed the opening lines of posts discussing death, the...

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The Prison Within

The Prison Within

...and as I was wandering from town to town in search of shelter for the night, a distant house caught my eye. Nestled away from the road, it lay hidden amidst trees and was surrounded by the beauty of nature, with a solitary pond shimmering under the moonlight,...

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