Tag: anxiety
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Chip Lips.
I’ve been eating barbecue chips like they’re goin’ outta style, yo. (But that’s not what this post is about. Better read on. . .) . . . Hi. I’m perched here in our RV, cozied up in fruit-punch-colored sweatpants, the dim hum of the heater droning on in an inexplicably comforting way. It’s unseasonably cold…
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Today.
Notes from a grateful heart. . . . Today I am thankful for: -Extra Blankets -A Moment of Solitude -Fragrant Body Soap -Autonomy -Healthy Eyesight -My iPhone X -Unwavering Grit -Specks of Sunlight -Nourished Lips -True Friends -Anticipation -Tom and Jerry Cartoons -The Humility and Willingness to Self-Reflect -Rice-A-Roni -Unspoken Understandings . . . Oh.…
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Love to You.
Yes, you. . . . No matter who you are, where you live or where you come from, what you’ve been through, or where you’re going. . . I am sending love your way today. Friend. Family. Stranger. I give all of my digital love to you in this fleeting moment. You got this. You…
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Scrap Paper.
Umm, yeah. . . . 1. I’m still here. The hours click by in a series of diaper changes; spoon-fed meals; computer work; books both big and small; dishes and laundry; and of course, iced coffees. But, like, it’s April already? Where the fuck is my life going? (But she smiles, because she is happy-tired.)…
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Reasons I’m Currently Overwhelmed:
A List. . . . 1. I’m an artist. A writer. A teacher. Feelings of paralyzed inspiration are, unfortunately, just par for the course. 2. I’m tired. While my terror-filled nightmares have made way for frustrating-scenario-type dreams in recent years, I still ain’t gettin’ much rest. Please. I just want one night without a cerebral…
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The Interview.
SnapDragon asks herself a few pressing questions. (‘Cuz she can, yo.) So I sat down with amateur blogger SnapDragon X., to ask her a thing or two about life. She wore an over-sized teal dress/shirt thing, which she said seems to have become her unofficial uniform as of late. Her polka-dotted leggings undoubtedly completed the…
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Fresh Notepad.
Tag; you’re it. . . . Think of this as a yearbook page, yo. An inspirational brainstorming session. An expression tablet. I want you to leave me a note! (Like, for real.) Let me know what you’re reading, watching, and listening to! What makes you laugh? What’s your go-to energy boost? What other fun and…
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Over Optimistic.
For the past few weeks, I’ve been humming a little refrain, one by The Who: I’ve got a feeling ‘21 is going to be a good year. . . especially if you and me see it in together. We will get through this shit-stain of a year, Dear Reader. And like Red and Andy, I…
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Friday Night Brain Dump.
Jesus, Snap. Again? Yup. It’s 2020. And I feel like a pair of sweatpants well past their prime. Heart’s on Fire. Well, it’s racing, anyway. My iWatch tells me my resting heart rate is in the 90s. Ugh. Less Really is More. The older I get, and the deeper I dive into the bowels of…
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Three Tiny Victories.
Hey hey hey! Look who’s posting at this late hour! Awake past 10:30?! Snap’s living on the edge, yo. And since I’m here—more or less to make myself feel good about posting something—I may as well focus on the good. Today’s Three Tiny Victories: 1. I did not succumb to my Usual Sunday Blues. Almost…