Becoming something else

Now I am changing, becoming something else
A creature of longing, tending only to myself

Perfume and Milk
Florence & the Machine

I have spent several hours over the past couple days writing what I can only describe as something…

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The day got away from me

I had all my usual intentions to sit down and write today, and alas, it is 9:20pm and my best laid plans and I are sitting here giving each other the side-eye. Summer has arrived at my house this week…

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In pursuit of joyful abandon

I have secretly always wanted to dance. When I was five I told my mom I wanted to try figure skating. She suggested I try hockey instead. No shade to my mom, because hockey is still a massive passion of…

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Offering up what we can

I am singing in a vocal group again after several years’ hiatus. God, I missed it. Plainville United scratches that itch really well, but we only have one or two shows per year and don’t meet regularly otherwise. This new…

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