There are days when you glide onto the ice without concern, and there are days when you’re slipping as soon as you hit it. Today, was one of those latter days for me. No need to go into details; just one of those days.
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Stories and Wonders by Patrick Austin Ward
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There are days when you glide onto the ice without concern, and there are days when you’re slipping as soon as you hit it. Today, was one of those latter days for me. No need to go into details; just one of those days.
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The truth is, you don’t have to know everything to get started. All you need to do is start.
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All I want to say, is never give up. No matter how bad your life is, no matter how far down that rabbit hole you think you’ve gone, always remember that what you’re feeling is just that one moment; it’s temporary. Wherever you are, you’re only there for an instant. It will all change, and most likely for the better.
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A silly list regarding how to resist perfectionist tendencies after the completion of a project.
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Today marks the beginning of the second half of my 30 posts in 30 days challenge. When I started this project, I wasn’t sure I was going to make it through the first seven days, let alone sprint to the end of thirty. However, now that I have fifteen contiguous posts under my belt, it’s become quite clear to me that this project may be the beginning of something much more long-term.
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15th in my series of 30 posts in 30 days. “So, I hear you’ve gone vegan!”, he says. “Yes, I have! I love it, best thing I’ve done for myself in years.” I reply. “Wow. You look great. You’ve lost a lot of weight, but you still look good. I thought you’d be all skin [...]
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It’s hard to believe that I’ve been in my house for just over six years. It will be seven in October of this year. Earlier today, I was looking at some writing I had done just prior to my purchase. I forgot how enthusiastic I was about it. There was a real sense of excited innocence about the whole deal. Yet, there was also a nagging sense of buyer’s remorse, a very real fear that maybe I did the wrong thing.
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Earlier today I began to think about what I was going to write about this evening. I wondered, is there an adventure I’ve had that I can draw up from memory? Or, perhaps there is an interesting lesson I’ve learned that could use a witty twist? Should I discuss my dislike of quotations without bibliographic references? Is it time to revisit the buddha story for a rewrite? Or, should I begin the Valentines tale I was pondering about the day before? It seemed like an endless string of choices flowing through me, a river of possibilities that could sustain me for a very long time.
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This is the first year that I didn’t go around telling everyone that it was “going to be my year!” In fact, I made a special tweet to let everyone know that I didn’t have any resolutions for the new year.
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