Tag Archives: self-doubt

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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handful of days

Here it is nearing the end of March. In just a mere handful of days it will be April and the rapid acceleration of time is no better way to show me how I keep making choices and making choices … Continue reading

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Self Doubt Looping While I Stare At A Bed Hogging Kitten

How much easier is it to pretend I’m going to do something than to actually do something? How easy is to imagine I will be something magical tomorrow when I’ve not put any effort into today? How much easier to … Continue reading

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Brain on Bedhead

What are you doing today? Are you making any kind of sense? Are you even trying? Usually I make no sense. I do nothing that makes any sense. But if you don’t make sense over and over and over and … Continue reading

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Just a Thought

Sometimes, however, she becomes unsure and confusion overtakes her. Am I really a maza? Couldn’t I have switched places somewhere with my dohta? The more she thinks about it, the less certain she becomes. How can I prove that I … Continue reading

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