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The Sky is Blue
After being discouraged from taking an art class while in high school, I decided to use one of my electives in college to take a Drawing course. I had always enjoyed art, so it seemed like a good choice to expand my skills and learn new techniques. Long story short, I hated it. But I Continue reading
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My Reading Routine
This one was suggested to me, and I thought it would be a cool thing to share! So, I’ve mentioned in a previous post that during college I sort of fell off the reading wagon due to the extensive amount of academic-based reading that was required for my major. Reading became a chore for me, Continue reading
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“Eff” The Police
When I told my mother that my friends and I were going to go sit in a graveyard and read classic literature, she said “Over my dead body.” I laughed. She didn’t. But after assuring her that it was a harmless activity (and that Dante was best read by candlelight next to a tombstone), she Continue reading
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Yawp!
Back in college, in order to complete my English major I had to take what is known as a Major Authors course – a class focused on the works of one or two major authors. Admittedly, I first had my eye on a Poe and Hawthorne course, but the timing for that class didn’t work Continue reading
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Meant to Be
Last Wednesday night, shortly after 10PM, I was forced to take a detour on my way home from work due to the endless amount of construction that swarms my pocket of PA this time of year. So, I turned off of my usual route and embarked upon the back way home. I made a turn Continue reading
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The Middle
Recently, the mid-twenties doldrums have been bogging me down. I feel as though I am not where I need to be, but I lack the courage and confidence to get myself there. But those thoughts of “Get it together!” get drowned out by fear of failure and doubt in my abilities, a dark cloud consuming Continue reading
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Favorite Words Vol. 1
*Definitions gleaned from the Merriam-Webster online dictionary* Lament Definition(s): To mourn aloud; wail. To regret strongly. To express sorrow, mourning, or regret. Lament is one of those words that carries a greater weight and paints a clearer picture than most of its synonyms. “Cry” sounds so weak and pathetic compared to “lament,” and “lament” is Continue reading
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Allergies
Friday evening, I worked until 7PM and decided to do some grocery shopping on my way home from work, so I wouldn’t have to contend with weekend crowds. I generally loathe grocery shopping, so I ensure I get in and out as soon as possible. The whole “scan it” and bag your own stuff revolution Continue reading
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Forking Irrational
Lots of folks have irrational fears. I have a few myself. Jewelry, car washes (I have been making strides against this one, however), mascots, and things with holes in them (not as severe as most who share this fear, thankfully). But what about irrational anger? Or hatred? I mean, at some point in life, I’m Continue reading
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The Kitty
A poem inspired by Edgar Allen Poe’s “The Raven.” Once upon a morning dismal, while I slumbered calm and blissful, Dreaming of all the joyous things that make my spirits soar – I was wrenched out from my sleep, well before the alarm clock’s beep, As I heard the faintest cry come from behind my Continue reading
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