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Off to see the big trees

Stepping up

The apartment complex next door holds the entire street hostage. They have some sort of used-car ring (I'm sure I don't want to know) where they park cars along the street, double-parked, daring us to say anything. They bump their music at all times of the day and night. They talk on the phone, screaming into it, on the outside balcony so we can all hear their business.

Today I said something. They sure are pissed, but at least the music got turned down.

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March 29: Teaching at Jered's Pottery

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Shut Up and Write

Outside the dark tormented her without saying a word. That was a terrible metaphor, actually, and she knew it even as she thought it. Cliche, Celeste, you’re drowning in it. She hated thinking in clichés. She hated small talk. She hated things that felt reheated and lukewarm. She would rather burn her tongue than bore it.

Daily OM strikes again

It can be scary to have what we want. We get caught up in the chase and forget to enjoy the beauty right in front of us--like a child who never wants the toy she has in her hand but always the one just out of her reach. Take a moment today to consider the many things you are holding in the palm of your hand and how you might best play with them.