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Category Archives: Gadding
all by myself
I’m alone. I’m in New York. I’m here to write papers and stories and watch movies and make a short film with a group of students. I’m sort of at a loss right now as all of this is stuff … Continue reading
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Tagged alone, Ben, film, Gemma, judgement free, Kevyn, New York, old lady, person alone, read, write
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those are blue
I’m starting to feel like I’m turning into a Vogon. Not even a cool Vogon that writes poetry. Nope, one of the boring Vogons that only knows the color of each of the forms.
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Tagged depression, officious, self-doubt, The Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Vogon
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county carnival
Him: I don’t get this song. Me: He is singing about how sexy she is and how he loves licking and kissing her. Him: Never say licking again. I get what it means mom, I just don’t get why it … Continue reading
saving lives everywhere I go
Me: I got to the gym like fifteen minutes later than usual which is apparently like missing the golden window in traffic. Her: Too many people? Me: Too many stupid people. Her: How stupid could someone be at the gym? … Continue reading
Every Day
I feel like I should make some resolutions or do something really monumental. But it is a new day, a new week, and a new year and I still feel like the same old me. I am not ashamed of … Continue reading
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Tagged 2018, change, depression, self care, self love, slow, wax seal
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rolling dumpster fire of doom
I’m sitting here in my newly cleaned office. I can smell the gooshy cat food I gave my fuzzballs earlier this evening and I can hear my mother blowing her nose downstairs. I may or may not be avoiding getting … Continue reading
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Tagged depression, NaNoWriMo, novel, wandering, words, working it out, writing
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wrappers
Signs your meeting has gone on way too long: your co-workers have eaten all the candy on the table everyone has checked their phones three times in the last ten minutes you are honestly considering smothering the person next to … Continue reading