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NGC 6357, The Grand Star Cathedral
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did: date with a boy
good job: stay true to oneself
improve: express any discomfort that arises without being shy or stressed
When I am silent, I have thunder hidden inside.
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Credits: Living Prosperous on We Heart It
Nature Walk in the Rain by Nomadic Ambience
SLEEP!
My mind is a blade, cuts hot to the world a fat pork roast. Sprint through the day and pace through to its last light, fire to fuel the first hours of the night sky and steam to last an eon. Each task completed to perfection and breached like child’s play, like never before - things are so simple and the universe aglow with raw power of MIND because I am AWAKE and my surround is my chessboard to move along as I wish.
Could this really be a full description of the human experience, formed into one single concerto movement? Yes, absolutely, yes.
mary oliver is right. meanwhile the world DOES go on. and the wild geese are heading home again.
Freshly broken up in the passenger seat with my hair coursing in tandem with the wind, and he’s driving eighty up the coast on Highway 1. We’re headed somewhere, anywhere, as long as the waves are still crashing and there’s gas in the tank. I taste freedom in the ocean breeze and cast my new-broken heart into the hazy late-afternoon sun, all the way across the ocean.
Cruise through lonely seaside towns, pointing at weathered wooden signs and general stores selling postcards with creased corners. Run shoulder-to-shoulder with reckless dusky decisions and veer off into a brightly-lit Mel’s in the darkness of midnight. He plays music over the stereo and takes me up winding roads to Grizzly Peak - we feast on diner eggs and watch the Bay light up against black night, down in the cities below us. Holding onto it all, sinking into a knowledge of this moment preserved in amber against the passing of time. Neither of us speaks a word.
My mind returns to it like the tides to a shore - a surreal, distant, perfect night in a bubble. Wanders to him, and me, and the friendship we’re holding suspended in a jar filled with the miles between us. Holds the beauty of it close, longing for this something forever lodged, untouchable, in my memory.
simultaneously practicing mindfulness for self-improvement and striving to be a maximally productive worker within a capitalist system has me downing coffee and chamomile in the same cup at 8AM
9.24.2020
there’s a satisfying warmth to the exhausted respite that’s created in the days following a mental and physical ordeal. Waking up in the morning and dressing for softness, jean jacket over black hoodie and stretchy leggings, comfortable shoes. Glasses and shifting things around on schedules so that I have a bit of time to breathe and settle back into my sense of self. A shift away from emotional turmoil and anxious thoughts running wild, back towards tranquility and a strong self-knowledge. That is to say, today feels like one of the good ones.
9.20.2020
sometimes you begin to forget how incredible and strong you are without even realizing it, and therein lies the greatest danger. I came to the realization, after hashing things out with Philip over a nice, long Sunday lunch, that I’d unconsciously begun to lose ground in my battle for self-confidence even as I professed to love and bolster myself as a creative and talented individual.
There is no place for comparison with others here. I am my own vivid personality, and I needn’t feel inferior to anyone when that inferiority doesn’t exist. I’m surging along the pre-medical pathway with the goal of dedicating my life to saving lives, and despite this phenomenal core aspiration I still grow worried about others’ approval and attention - let’s move away from that!
A reminder to myself: I’m here to hold onto those mindsets and thought processes that I can raise myself up with, and I consciously let go of the rest from the present to the next steps of my life journey. I relish the positive and I move on from that which does not serve me.