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Sure Thing

We aren’t born with murderous intentions.

Walter’s a good man. He would do anything for those he loves. He’d never hurt a fly.

That’s what I hate the most. I need someone with a spine, someone not afraid to push back and knock me around. 

I clutch the ladder until my knuckles go white. In my mind I can see Walter tumbling head first two stories down.

My muscles tense, ready to rip the ladder from under his feet. 

“Honey, I don’t really need you to spot me. Can you get my toolkit?”

I relax, my fingers loosen.

“Sure thing.”

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QPD – What A Week/Month/Year

It’s been a whole half a year.

And what a year it’s been so far.

Its almost time for mid year reflections. I guess it can always be time for reflection but this year I’ve been very focused on moving forward, how to get there, making goals, setting intentions, visualizing …

All the things.

I even have a journal made to help you set goals and intentions and act on them.

But I’m also exhausted, especially right now.

It’s been a week, even with the holiday. It’s been filled with good and bad.

Lately, all I can think is how very tired we should all be and how willing we should be to hold each other accountable and to demand change.

After all, change is the only constant. I’d argue that it’s the root of most fear.

How are you feeling as we come up on half a year? After this month? This week?

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QPD: We All Fall Down

You know how sometimes people say Ring around the Rosie is a nursery rhyme that references the plague? I think for the most part it’s agreed that’s not true, but my cooped up mind started wondering today what our nursery rhyme for this current period would be.

This little photo diary I set out to do is turning into a “read my ramble” diary.

How do you guys think our nursery rhyme would go?

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QPD – Leftover

Leftover beauty

Milk in my hands

Though I squeeze every crevice of skin together

It seeks out the cracks

Slivers of space where thought once existed

It bleeds over my knuckles

Counting the moments

One by one

Lucious seconds dripping to the floor

Opaque shape shifting shadows

Of a minute hand stuck

Though the clock ticks on

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QPD – Gentle

Quarantined forever – self portrait AKA selfie

One thing I’ve had to battle with, throughout my adult life, but also during this weird period is being gentle with myself. I wasn’t raised in that typical environment and I’ve always been really harsh with myself because of things I picked up from that environment.

It’s not unusual for me get to down and think some pretty awful things about myself. During this stay at home/quarantine period I find those thoughts popping up more often. I’m keeping busy but it doesn’t seem to be enough to stop them.

This has really turned into a practice of being gentle with myself and recognizing those thoughts when they pop up so I can counter them.

Anyone else having to battle nagging negative thoughts? Any tips?

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QPD “Normal”

Today my heart hurts and that’s ok. I find myself wishing for things past, things yet to come and wondering why the present is so … complicated. Everything is weird and it’s normal to feel up, down and all around. It’s sometimes difficult not to get mired in those feelings.

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QPD – Puppies

It’s day 5 billion of distancing/quarantining etc’ing.

In other news, this blog is officially 4 years old. I started it in 2016 and used it pretty sparingly at first.

Enjoy some puppy (full grown adult dog) pictures to brighten your day

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QPD – What Day Is It Again?

Things are getting a little trippy. This is an instagram filter and I just happened to get lucky while playing with it.

My schedule has been completely decimated by this staying home thing (I think most people can say the same). I find myself playing with things like Instagram filters just so I don’t really have to think about anything else. My days have started to take on a weird shape. I wake up, I work remotely, my workday ends, dinner, family, pets then suddenly it’s 10PM and the scenery has barely changed.