this is how it happens

full house wisdom

joey from the 90s-nauseating-sitcom full house was really onto something.

protect

 

newton

inertia can paralyze.
thanks sir newton?

film 13

my dirty laundry

film 13

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music courtesy of the spring standards
the song is ‘queen of the lot’

personification

as a kid i hated picking a xmas tree — i worried about all the trees we left behind.
so when i came upon this ice-locked bicycle at creek’s edge my heart broke a little.

but who doesn’t?

i have never heard someone say that they love goodbyes or conflict.
it’s kinda a rule of thumb that we collectively hate both. it’s kinda redundant and obvious saying so.

but hey, that’s nifty…we can all agree on something.

comfy spot.

a safe and comfortable place to rest.
my thumb.
sure it might seem small and insignificant.
it is.
but it is an easy, reassuring reminder.
all is well n’ good right now.
(the coffee ain’t half bad either)

where my feet stood.

it might look staged.
i promise you it isn’t.
i came upon this photo lodged in a tree.
had it been put there by a person? the wind?
it doesn’t matter.

 

it zeroed me in on the moment.
i was present there — where my feet stood.
i wasn’t thinking about the errands i still needed to do or the phone call i had to return.

review

the january 20th post about doing nothing has new meaning today.

it’s a good reminder of how i am trying to restructure my life.
i don’t want to be busy for busy’s sake.
been there too many times.
it always equals a crash n’ burn.
i am trying something new — a measured, patient approach where doing nothing is truly doing something.