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UnwashedMass

Shared on Thu, 10/11/2007 - 16:08

Time to Count

  • The boy is getting his homework done. This week...
  • I build rockets for a living.
  • 8 blocks from the beach.
  • I have a crapton of friends, online and off, who support me.
  • The weather is fricking gorgeous.
  • The bike is coming together
  • It's clan night.
  • I have homemade banana bread on my desk for my personal consumption.
  • I didn't make it.
  • Today, I'm bulletproof and 10 feet tall. I haven't felt this way in a LOOOOOOOOOOOOONG time.

 

 

UnwashedMass

Shared on Thu, 10/11/2007 - 16:08

Time to Count

  • The boy is getting his homework done. This week...
  • I build rockets for a living.
  • 8 blocks from the beach.
  • I have a crapton of friends, online and off, who support me.
  • The weather is fricking gorgeous.
  • The bike is coming together
  • It's clan night.
  • I have homemade banana bread on my desk for my personal consumption.
  • I didn't make it.
  • Today, I'm bulletproof and 10 feet tall. I haven't felt this way in a LOOOOOOOOOOOOONG time.

 

 

UnwashedMass

Shared on Tue, 10/09/2007 - 15:22

Truth is simple.

Words to live by.

I know this guy.....

My newest fear...

This one I've achieved:

 

UnwashedMass

Shared on Tue, 10/09/2007 - 15:22

Truth is simple.

Words to live by.

I know this guy.....

My newest fear...

This one I've achieved:

 

UnwashedMass

Shared on Tue, 10/09/2007 - 01:25

3 years.

I didn't want to blog today when everybody was on. It felt like it would cheapen the story I had just told.

Today was/would have been my third anniversary. Eight years together.  It fucking sucked. I spent all day fighting tears. I managed not to break down in front of anyone, but the boy caught me crying in the kitchen and he gave me a big hug.

UnwashedMass

Shared on Tue, 10/09/2007 - 01:25

3 years.

I didn't want to blog today when everybody was on. It felt like it would cheapen the story I had just told.

Today was/would have been my third anniversary. Eight years together.  It fucking sucked. I spent all day fighting tears. I managed not to break down in front of anyone, but the boy caught me crying in the kitchen and he gave me a big hug.

UnwashedMass

Shared on Sun, 10/07/2007 - 22:22

Cycles

I wrote the other day about owning your own shit and only allowing what you can control to affect you.  The ability to let it go when you can't do anything about it.  It's tough and many times it is only attainable when you practice daily, or even moment to moment.  It took a year for me to learn it, after being reminded week after week.  It's not easy to master and very easy to forget.  But once you are able to do it, successfully, it's like riding a bike.  After a little work, it comes more easily.  Some people said it made a whole lot of sense to them- I hope it helps.

UnwashedMass

Shared on Sun, 10/07/2007 - 22:22

Cycles

I wrote the other day about owning your own shit and only allowing what you can control to affect you.  The ability to let it go when you can't do anything about it.  It's tough and many times it is only attainable when you practice daily, or even moment to moment.  It took a year for me to learn it, after being reminded week after week.  It's not easy to master and very easy to forget.  But once you are able to do it, successfully, it's like riding a bike.  After a little work, it comes more easily.  Some people said it made a whole lot of sense to them- I hope it helps.

UnwashedMass

Shared on Sun, 10/07/2007 - 05:13

Saturday...

Was a blast! Holy shit, it's 2:30 in the morning on Sunday and Saturday has finally come to a close. What a fuckin' ride! :D

UnwashedMass

Shared on Sun, 10/07/2007 - 05:13

Saturday...

Was a blast! Holy shit, it's 2:30 in the morning on Sunday and Saturday has finally come to a close. What a fuckin' ride! :D

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