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Maybe I'm nowhere
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When I was a teenager several people informed me that I was "going nowhere fast". Well, I'm an adult now and nowhere appears to be the place to be. Out here in the world, tinkering and thinking. I am not doing anything significant. This is languishing. I can fillet a fish and I have an avocado rooting in a glass. I'm going to Ireland and Italy soon. There's our annual neighbourhood festival. I had a periodontal treatment (do not recommend). I'm falling asleep at my keyboard. I should bike more. The April turned back to April.
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What are we here for? I struggle to write it down.
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“If you dislike change, you’re going to dislike irrelevance even more.” – Eric Shinseki
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There's more than one way to remember the past, as evident from the conflict and chaos the world continues to endure. There's more than one way to live in the present. There's more than one perspective on what it means to act. At the moment my act is watching. Bearing witness from afar. Trying to figure out what my responsibility to the world is, and how I fulfill it without withering.
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Maybe I'm jealous
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As I'm struggling with the relationships between high thread count concepts like empathy, mental health, saviorism and memory culture, others are easily tossing soup at the proverbial canvas. It seems like other people easily hold and voice their opinions, their self confidence and downright audacity oozing all over my contemplation. I think I used to be more audacious in my opinions. Now I have to think and reconsider all the damn time. I find it exhausting.
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I don't even tell you what I think of all these links I share because I would have to write too much to respond to each one. Too much nuance. I just stick them in there to say "I had thoughts about this" and then let you make up your own minds. Maybe I should use emojis, but they could be misinterpreted too.
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Maybe I need help?
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Yeah, whatever. How are you?
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