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Rebecca commented on the post, shelter 1 year, 3 months ago
Shelter in the storm. Doesn’t mean the storm stops. Just means that you can have a place to catch your breath, warm up, dry off, gather your wits about you, reformulate your plan, sleep, be nourished. Rest. And […]
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Rebecca commented on the post, ants 1 year, 3 months ago
Automatic Negative Thoughts. These come up faster and wreak more havoc than any trickle-then-swarm of ants that march onto dirty-dishes-covered kitchen counters.
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Rebecca wrote about the word runway 1 year, 4 months ago
How I’ve longed to drive a car that can give me the same rush of power felt when in a Boeing 767 as it accelerates, pressing into the wind, pushing to be airborne. I like power. I like flying. I like runways because they mean liftoff.
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Rebecca wrote about the word liberty 1 year, 4 months ago
It’s all I want, when I wake up. I have it already but it’s just beyond me. My brain stands in the way. So I’m captive still, for a bit longer. Usually by afternoon I’m free and life is easier again. Until the next morning.
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Rebecca wrote about the word accordion 1 year, 4 months ago
My grandpa played one.
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Rebecca wrote about the word crisp 1 year, 4 months ago
I like bacon almost burned. Crisp and crunchy. With orange juice. And then more bacon. I’m pretty sure I could eat a breakfast consisting entirely of crispy bacon and orange juice. When cooking for my husband though, this can be problematic, as his bacon preference is chewy. It’s fortunate for him I rarely end up [...]
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Rebecca wrote about the word bland 1 year, 4 months ago
I can’t taste food when my sinuses are clogged with infectious gunk. It’s all the same. Textures vary, a bit, my memory tries to conjure up how the food should taste, but it’s all just bland.
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Rebecca wrote about the word lillies 1 year, 4 months ago
My friend Michelle was the first I knew, to do it, carry calla lillies down the aisle at her wedding. She was also the first I knew to incorporate another color (gold) as a main part of her wedding dress. A gold-ish champagne sash around her waist that, in some of the pictures, made you [...]
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Beck wrote about the word oil 1 year, 4 months ago
I tried washing my face with oil. The people on acne.com lauded it’s ironic virtue. Success stories were enticing. I tried washing my face with oil. I did it wrong, or my skin is wrong, or the people who praised it were wrong. All I got was more oil on my face that needed to [...]
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Beck wrote about the word oil 1 year, 4 months ago
Oil was slick in the rain. Before he knew it, he was down, the bike half-crushing his left leg and knee. Helmet slammed, saw stars, prayed for safety, still trying to wrestle the machine out of the way of fellow travelers. Rain fell harder, now.
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