#20221116

[yamasakiko---ji]

the first was taken in 1990, and the second 32 years later. the market in the town where i grew up was to be demolished.

[themiddlesun]

TTS Snippets

Date posted: 2022/11/16 Link: https://x.com/KDEdwards_NC/status/1592946193226960896 Additional comments by K.D.: Tying up a loose end from THT..... :) Snippet: "Nothing good ever happens after you stare at a wall for five minutes," Brand said when I finally stirred from deep thought. "What? No. I was just thinking. How did Corbie sneak the entire box of donuts? How did none of us notice that?" "Staging areas," Brand said. "What?" "Staging areas. He broke the box up into twelve locations, and wrapped each donut in a napkin. Whenever he finished one, he moved onto the next, so it looked like he was eating the same one. He forgot one spot, though." I cut right to the heart of that and said, "So there's still a hidden donut outside?"

[55megami]

映画公開に向けて再びSLAM DUNKを読む日々。あらゆるエピソードに色々と感じることはあるけれど、いちばん強く思うのはゴリの熱意と努力が報われる日が来て良かったなぁということ。一緒に歩んできたメガネくんにもお疲れ様でしたと言いたい。何度読んでも面白いスラダンって凄いなぁ。

[beckysioux]

New fren #20221116 #320of365daysof2022 https://www.instagram.com/p/ClC5iLwrfy5/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[ianjhou]

#179 #20221116 #陳時中 #廟口開講 #Taiwan #Taipei #龍山寺（在 萬華區龍山寺） https://www.instagram.com/p/ClCJZymS47LsPynaotJ80-9VstQmnmKsFStQcs0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[hoantoanvodanh]

2022.11.16

11:44 PM, HN

Tối nay mình quyết định thâu đêm để hoàn thành công việc. Đọc và sửa hết nguyên 1 cuốn sách trong 1 đêm.

Để mai có thể bắt đầu những thứ khác. Mình còn quá nhiều bài cần làm.

Lâu lâu sẽ có những ngày kiệt quệ như hôm vừa rồi, để rồi sau đó, nghĩ về ông R và thấy động lực, cũng như nguồn cảm hứng dậy lên ào ào.

Cả cuộc đời muộn màng này, cũng chỉ vì thực hiện lời hứa với ổng mà tiếp tục.

In the end I wanna be standing at the beginning with you.

[sai538]

かつて通ってたよもぎ蒸しのお姉さんと粥餐庁で晩ごはん。

サムゲタンのお粥と、半酸辣湯麺食べた。

お粥、喉にもお腹にも優しかった…

酸辣湯麺もしっかり塩っぱくて、塩っぱいもの好きとしてはまた食べたい！

そのあとはジュエリー見たり、プラザ見たり。

コロナ再爆発してきてるけど楽しかったな！

明日は午後から健康診断だ！！

[littlestarsongs]

I lay on my back and stare at the stars. This is the third time this week I’ve gone stargazing, which would make Jenna look at me all concerned if she knew. I know how to shut the door quietly, though, how to deftly avoid the squeaky boards in the floor.

I wonder if the stars dance the way I do across my old apartment floor, high-stepping over black holes and carefully keeping from disturbing the nebulae. The grass is cool and the wind is hot and dry.

Once dawn arrives, dripping lavender and goldenrod across the clouds, things like college and work will start existing again. For now, though, I let the sky dance. I wonder if sometimes the sky is still and we are the ones that are moving.