Very Poor and Very Happy

“But this is how Paris was in the early days when we were very poor and very happy.” – Ernest Hemingway

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Lost and Found

The chaos and turmoil around us blur our innermost selves. We roam mindlessly, forgetting our purpose, and denying our hunches as we get carried away by unchanging days.

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Talking is Equivalent to Therapy

It’s easy to find lonely people in crowded places. The ones who barely have anybody to console them or listen to them grieve. That has its consequences.

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Chasing Momentum

I can call it lack of inspiration, creative block, rock roof or any of those fancy things. Doesn’t matter, I still need to show up. Because not writing feels bad.

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Random Reminders

A bunch of absolutely random reminders about stuff that’s easy to overlook.

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Like a Bottle Opener

People are bottled up with emotions. They contain stories and feelings waiting to pour out.

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