Tag: anxiety
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Whatcha Planting?
Every moment of every day is filled with energy. Happiness. Sadness. Exhilaration. Apathy. Life. Death. The only control I have in this world lies within my own self. Think about that. My mind. My body. My actions. For every day we awake and arise, we sow a little seed that will one day bloom. May…
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(Untitled).
Close your tired eyes. Taste the tingle of mint upon your lips as your chest rises and falls in an unrealized rhythm. You are here. You are here. You are here. Remember in the fourth grade when they said you’d changed? Or when you saw your name written on an old youth group prayer list?…
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Mr. PeanutButter.
Yep. Broke my posting streak (again). Whatevs. But today I’m wearing my Mr. PeanutButter shirt, and that means all is well with this world. I smile at myself, my husband, our healthy son. Because things have a way of getting better. (Sigh) Yes they do, love. Yes they do. . . . What?! You’ve never…
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Brain Dump, Yo.
Get. It. Out. 1. Home is Where Your Cats Are. I am ready to be home. While RV Life is fairly kick-ass, I miss our fur babies. And reliable sources of running water. 2. Check Out These Chompers. I got my braces off 18 years ago today. I remember because today is the birthday of…
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The Simple Life.
Hi. I’m having a moment here, sitting in the RV love seat, watching our baby sleep. How perfectly peaceful he looks. Stretched out, bare feet, full belly. Sometimes when he smiles—or laughs at his reflection in the mirror—it breaks my heart at how very simple life can be. He knows nothing of the outside world.…
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Evening Thoughts.
Why hello there, Dear Reader. I usually don’t post in the evening—what with my nighttime anxiety and all—but I’ve found a quiet moment of solitude, and it just feels right. I feel warm, and unapologetically lazy. I feel at peace. I find myself shaking off all of the world’s worries, as I know they are…
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Sweet Morning.
Oh how I love the morning! The sky is alight, breakfast is calling, and the whole day is stretched before me. It’s like opening up a new tube of chapstick: those fresh, precise edges of beeswax are waiting. . . . I am trying my best to live more in the moment. (You may have…
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Cashing In.
I’d like to cash in all of the wasted worry my brain has so tirelessly generated over the years. I’d dump ‘em all in a big ol’ sack and march right up to the ticket counter. What’ll this get me? I’d ask with a grin, scanning the knickknacks beyond. I’d get polka-dot teapots and pencils…
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Ugh.
I feel a lot like the weather today, friends: Dreary & Dismal. So I microwaved myself a bowl of minestrone. And ate it one steaming spoonful at a time. Sometimes it’s all we can do. . . . SnapDragon is a woman who just wants a night of dreamless sleep. Follow Snippets of SnapDragon for…
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Psst! A Word, Please.
Hello, Dear Reader. I’d like to take a moment to reflect. On life as a new mom? No. On how dish-washing gloves are my new prized possession? It’s true, but no. On how American society is eerily similar to the movie Idiocracy? Not today. (But stay tuned. Or, just look for the understated theme in…
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