I have always tried to get 'it' right.
If I have feel I can't get it right I have often left it, gone around it, over-thought it.
If I had known this was such a common issue I would have tried a shit load more a long time ago.
Now I am.
It works.
Get out there.
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Monday, July 18, 2011
What's your manifesto?
Where do you sit in the scheme of things?
Are you happy? Sad? Numb?
Weeks can pass by without them barely being noticed.
If another year passed and you never looked up what would you miss the most?
I am here, living each day, and my manifesto is to claim each day as mine.
Are you happy? Sad? Numb?
Weeks can pass by without them barely being noticed.
If another year passed and you never looked up what would you miss the most?
I am here, living each day, and my manifesto is to claim each day as mine.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Silence
The days come and go like wildfire.
It's a rush, a blindsided affair and another week passes.
In the moments between the rushing there are gaps that hold silence.
It is in the rush that squeezing aside the air and diving into the silence we can create peaceful interludes.
Slowing down.
Watching.
Control
It's a rush, a blindsided affair and another week passes.
In the moments between the rushing there are gaps that hold silence.
It is in the rush that squeezing aside the air and diving into the silence we can create peaceful interludes.
Slowing down.
Watching.
Control
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