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Monthly Archives: February 2013
It’s a myth
Today’s truth is quick and dirty. The runner’s high is a myth. At least at this point it is. I’m up to just over 4k and there IS NO HIGH. For me, there is not even more than 20 seconds of “oh yeah this feels good – let’s keep going.” Nope. In my w… Continue reading
Patience
Yeah, so… I still don’t have the patience I thought I would at this age. I thought that by the time I was an adult, I would have learned patience. Nope. Still learning! That’s not to say that I haven’t gotten better — oh, I have! This is true p… Continue reading
Stars
Tonight I’m in Bintan. It’s beautifully quiet and calm here. I will never tire of the sound of the surf crashing against the shore. And when I look up — the sky is black, clear, and FULL of stars. When I see so many stars, I’m reminded of two thi… Continue reading
Friday’s truth: capital “i” Intuition
(I forgot to post last night. Too much on my mind. Wee bit frazzled. I need a break.) Yesterday I discovered I have a radial head fracture on my left (and dominant) arm. I have had it since it happened — in August — when I tripped on a street cu… Continue reading
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Tagged arm, believing, clairvoyant, doctors, fracture, intuition, knowing, x-ray
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in the quiet
in the quiet in the quiet of the quietest part of my mind that is where the truth is sometimes I lose the truth accidentally because clutter noise mess stress tangles other times the truth is screaming and fluorescent vociferous and lurid and I pr… Continue reading
Too busy
Yesterday’s truth was that being busy is an antidote pro-active prevention for loneliness. Saying it like that makes it sound like I planned it this way, when really, I didn’t. It’s just my personality. I’m a busy person. I like to be active. Howe… Continue reading
“in your lonely time”
Today a salesgirl asked me this: “What do you do in your lonely time?” She was serious. She asked me this upon learning that I live in Singapore alone. She was selling me a piece of furniture (well, trying to) and was surprised to learn that I was… Continue reading
The monkey run
I went for a “run” today. (It wasn’t really a full run.) Because it had just rained, it was wet, so I had to constantly remind myself to be careful. I have fallen twice on the same ankle, sprained and chipped a bone, so I really must be careful. I… Continue reading
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Tagged dark, fear, lessons, lost, Macritchie, monkeys, running, worry
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Home
I struggle with this word. Don’t worry: it’s not a bad struggle. It’s a comfortable struggle. When I say I’m going home, or that I’m at home, or ask you to come to my home, what do I mean, exactly? My home is where I live. But is home also where I… Continue reading
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Tagged calgary, comfort, grandmother, Hanoi, home, london, new york, parents, places, singapore, Vancouver
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