Don't be stupid, be a smarty
Take a look inside, for once.
Take a look inside, for once.
It's something.
Sizes that matter.
The Great Undoing
Looking for direction.
Get out there. Anywhere.
Not sure when I first did intervals. Probably fartlek training in high school. Which I’ll always remember thanks to some fellow adolescent breaking that word down into its cruder components. To this day, still not sure why our coach opted to use that word. He wasn’t Swedish, and
We only get it half right, most days.
Getting past the past.
On the way to the airport.
Because no one else will.
Some days I'm rubber, others glass.
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A thing I keep forgetting to do.
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You can't, not really.
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True of the best things.
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Someone's deciding. Should probably be you.
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When a wave is more Anschluss than awkward.
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Feeling a little low.
Essays
The farce that was the Hegseth hearing.
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Notes from the charging station.
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Had to make a call.
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Each their own world unto themselves, lonely, despite the crowd.
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When the look back doesn't leave one full of hope.
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Here we go, one more again.