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Alone, Together
I enjoy my own company. Even while at home, I’m rarely bored; there’s always so much to do. Clean, write, journal, organize, learn, create art. I have a rich inner world. Sometimes it’s a blessing and a curse. I often go to the beach alone. To the park alone. Simply because I enjoy it.Conversations don’t always need to…
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Don’t Forget How Big Your Spirit Is
That’s me. Little B in a big world. This picture reminds me of how “small” I am in this vast space. A space occupied by buildings, some big, some small, some that soar up into the sky. A space occupied by trees, fields, water, birds, and a lot more people. There’s an interconnectedness that we…
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I See the Light But…
I finally see the sun through the forest. Slivers of light make their way through the dense packing of the trees. A clearing is in the distance. But—there seems to be a magnetic force around me. That’s what it is right? That’s why can’t I step towards the clearing. … what else could be preventing…
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Own Worst Enemy
Feelings are just that, feelings. It’s also because of them, that we do the things we do. It’s because of our feelings, our desires for one another, that we hope to execute shared dreams; that we invest and feed each other’s souls. What do we do when it all seems to be in jeopardy? When…
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Wordless Wednesday: Brooklyn Brownstones
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Wordless Wednesday: Coney Island
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Daily Prompt: Ceremony
A title can never dictate how the heart feels. Nor does it define a relationship. It can’t rationalize the bullshit swept under the rug. Titles, formalities, ceremonies – seemingly emphasized more than the quality of the relationship. What happens when the ceremony that’s supposed to usher you into a life of partnered stability, protection, and…
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Observation
There’s something about the way you observe people, you notice the little things; it intrigues me. Pic taken by me, Prospect Park
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Foggy Mind
I got lost in the dense, opaqueness All the thoughts in my mind, obfuscated.