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Month: September 2016

Serendipitous Sightings #10

September 17, 2016

{photo: my own} Lately, I’ve been making an effort to run or walk to the river at least once or twice a week – I’m not a very athletic person by nature, but, I love sitting next to the water, and I want to soak up every minute of this transition into autumn. In one … More Serendipitous Sightings #10

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One Step at a Time.

September 11, 2016

{image via} There’s so much to catch up on and I find myself at a loss for where to begin. When I made my promise to catch up, I was feeling passionate and impatient – it was nearing the end of August and my day to day was keeping me feverishly busy. Today, it’s September … More One Step at a Time.

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It’s been a while, I know.

September 1, 2016

{mood, via} The crushing guilt that comes knocking on the backdoor of your heart when you know you haven’t been keeping up with your personal writing goals. Ugh, it’s the worst. I always ask (silently, in my own head) what one does in the face of that heavy tolling? And I always hear (in the … More It’s been a while, I know.

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“What sort of diary should I like mine to be? Something loose-knit and yet not slovenly, so elastic that it will embrace anything, solemn, slight or beautiful, that comes into my mind. I should like it to resemble some deep old desk or capacious hold-all, in which one flings a mass of odds and ends without looking them through. I should like to come back, after a year or two, and find that the collection had sorted itself and refined itself and coalesced, as such deposits so mysteriously do, into a mould, transparent enough to reflect the light of our life, and yet steady, tranquil compounds with the aloofness of a work of art. The main requisite, I think, on reading my old volumes, is not to play the part of a censor, but to write as the mood comes or of anything whatever; since I was curious to find how I went for things put in haphazard, and found the significance to lie where I never saw it at the time.” -- Virginia Woolf.
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