Not Really Sure

About anything, really... 38, Canadian!Girl, looking for new adventures

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[farewell-to-lorien]

Morning bath of the Plain-bellied emerald. São Paulo, Brazil.

[everythingfox]

Leaning from mom

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[conscious-love]

You can feel abandoned even though no one is leaving. You can feel alone even though lots of people care about you. You can feel lonely even though you're surrounded by love. You can feel like an outsider even though everyone wants you there. You can feel judged even though nobody is watching you. So don't treat your negative thoughts and feelings as facts.

@compassionatereminders

[lonely-poetic-girl]

For once in my life, I'd like to be someone's first choice instead of their second option.

[macwig]

[projohnc-blog]

I hate being so sensitive. I hate being able to detect the slightest change in the way people message me, or talk to me. I hate overthinking about it for the whole night. I hate when I can feel someone is slowly losing interest in me.

[everythingfox]

Adorable murder weapon

[everythingfox]

Noisy neighbours downstairs

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[quotemadness]

“People do not hurt us, our hopes from them hurt us.”

— Imam Ali

[theperksofbeingaperk]

[bbygrlxent]

[wolf-4-my-kitten]

My kitten so beautiful.....

[everythingfox]

Forbidden grapes

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[high-quality-tiktoks]

Otters will forever be the most dramatic creatures on the planet🦦

[theiconicmeghanmarkle]

Rest In Peace to the legendary Betty White. Thank you for being a friend to us all. 😥

[neil-gaiman]

Yesterday was a bad writing day. I spent a lot of time staring at a screen. Lots of Tumblr replies. Lots of Twitter (the Netflix Sandman trailer going out didn’t help). Lots of being grumpy at myself and convinced I couldn’t do it any more. The script was a mess. I was doomed. This morning I printed out what I had to fix, picked up a pen, made a few notes and started typing. It was fun and easy and straightforward. I finished it and sent it to the people who needed to see it, and just got an amazed call from our script editor saying she was laughing while crying and couldn’t work out how I’d done everything in a day.

And I hadn’t done it all in a day. All of the being miserable yesterday was necessary for it to fly today. All of the knowing it was insoluble and awful made the work today relatively easy. I had to get out of my own way, and had to read it freshly, without being attached to anything. And then I just did the notes. And to make the thing that worked today, a lot of stuff that didn’t quite work or sort of worked had to be written too. It’s always easier to fix stuff that exists.

Anyway. Yesterday = bad writing day. Today = good writing day. I thought it was worth telling people, in case there was anyone else out there who was having a bad writing day too.