journal entry
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on mother’s day
i find myself falling back into the past instead of hoping for the future. [ this piece is actually from 2020 and i posted an edited version of it on another platform last year. ] my mother and i were never each others to begin with. mother’s day: i’m not sure what to think of Continue reading
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to the last days of december
journal entry #4 blogmas is over and while i did hope to post 25 blog posts in 25 days i’m still happy with the 7 i got written. it’s more blog posts than i’ve published in the past year. lol i’m sorry if this post is more melancholy than usual. a year ending isn’t all sadness Continue reading
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falling snow, the scent of pine in the air, childhood left behind
journal entry #3 blogmas day 7 eleven months have already gone by and now december is slipping past my fingers. someone mentioned the other day that there are only two more sundays until christmas. i felt my stomach sinking at the thought. my family and i haven’t even put up our tree yet. it’s sitting Continue reading
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Last Moments of October
journal entry #2 i started writing this back at the end of october and never finished it. every year i wait for autumn to arrive slowly in all of its colors. the weather cools and leaves of red, orange, and yellow fall at my feet as i walk across the parking lot to my job. Continue reading
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