How do you know when you have run out of invisible ink?
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How do you know when you have run out of invisible ink?
a daily reminder to my need-to-be productive self. 🌱
canva for the win!
Sometimes, this really is what we need to do.
No positive thoughts will help, just a simple acceptance of both the good, and the bad.
Saying “Fuck it” about exercise, is sometimes all that gets me into the gym that day. It’s no longer about how well I perform, just that I perform. Just that I do the thing, and continue with my routine, and my progress.
Sometimes “fuck it” is all that is needed, and it is a grand life skill to create, in the same way that looking at what a “depressed person” would do, may help motivate you to get out of bad habits, fuck it can also help.
So use the powers of your fucks.
Art is how we decorate space; music is how we decorate time.
just-shower-thoughts
tumblr did another funny
Between Two Trees
Between two trees: two people, one breeze.
He loves what she does and not what he sees.
She loves the sky but not what it means.
Between all the lines that divide us like screens;
is the dream of a dream by kings and queens.
No efficacy as pleas turn to a please.
My heart needs a key to unfreeze.
This is the scene to a reoccurring plot.
She loves me or she loves me not.
JP