I couldn’t dwell on anything. They say you shouldn’t, but I had never felt so much longing to remember the bad things; to cry over mistakes; to go over everything in my mind. Just one memory. Just one.
Sometimes people need to put the bad times behind them and just look ahead. Look forward into the bright new future.
Before you start feeling sad about the past, think to yourself, will this matter 5 years down the road?
Rylie Shoop
I will help myself. I will no longer dwell and hide and run. Because that’s what it’s about. Fall down a hundred times, get up, fall down a thousand times, get up, it will never be enough to pull me down. it never will be. i will always stand up. do you get it yet? am i getting through? I am not a dweller. As of today, I am a seeker.
I’ve been dwelling on my therapist. I wonder what this woman is hoping to accomplish. Is she really trying to help, or just wanting to medicate my thoughts into nonexistence.
Kiss_My_Freckle
dwell.dwellingdwelledwilldwellhavedwelledtodwell..oh well more dwell..oil well then d well..down the well dwell..fellow..fell dwell farewell dwell.
To dwell is to loose. Loose at life that is. Life is all about lessons. To dwell, means you didn’t learn.
Mackenzie Winters
you can’t just dwell on the past as many people do. dwelling on the past creates regrets in the future that then mold themselves into the past and thus become a pyramid of regrets that you continue to dwell on. of course there are happy memories too, but dwell mainly has a negative connotation
AK
I don’t usually dwell on the past, but when I do?
I’m thinking of the times we had.
Marie
Tati wondered whether or not it was a good idea to dwell on the strange absence of her father. On the one hand, she knew that letting the emotions and memories of his death nestle themselves in heart would bring her great sorrow; on the other, however, she knew that these feelings would offer her an even greater strength when it came time to avenge him.
I dwell. I dwell on everything about my past. I have regrets, but I don’t want to regret. I over think, and I over analyze and it kills my inside out. I dwell on my love life, my losses, my family being dysfunctional, etc. I dwell. Do you? Do you dwell on your regrets too?
Shannelle
Once upon a time there was an old man that lived in a shack by the sea. He was a quiet and quaint old man but he had a dark secret. he knew where the moblins dwelled. Down by the waters where the sirens called. A dark tumultuous secret.
Duncan
Dwelling on the past is all we’ve known and for some odd reason we always make the past seem better or worse as a result of our dwelling. Excepting the past for what it is may just put an end to all this dwelling.
I try not to dwell on the future. That would be a little self centred, don’t you think? Dwelling on what might happen, while totally ignoring what’s happening around you… You could really hurt people. Dwelling on the past is pretty bad, but not as bad, i think. Dwelling on memories is fine. That shows a healthy love for rings other than yourself.
Don’t dwell on the past. Often people have this problem: they think back and they simply can’t let go. You have to learn to do otherwise. Life goes on and so should you.
I dwell on every single thing I do. I dwell on what everyone else does. I’m dwelling on it right now. Dwell is weird word.
Justus
I dwell on many things, everything in my past I wake up and think about every single day. My family, my friends, my brutal childhood growing up with many complications. That’s what I am known for, dwelling. I can’t move on, I find it impossible. I’m still living in the past, and can’t accept moving on and trying to improve my life. I do the opposite.
Kelly
For some reason this word made me think of Hobbits, specifically of Martin Freeman as Bilbo Baggins in Bagend with a bunch of dwarves singing (which is the best part of the commercial so I guess I can deal with that). Maybe I should examine my love of LOTR+Hobbit. Or maybe this is a result of my love of Sherlock. . .
“I dont want to dwell on that.” I smiled, smiling doesnt always mean your happy and this is one of those cases, i was smiling to stop myself form crying.
“Lana, you’ve liked him for what? A year! He doesnt know your name, who you are. He doesnt know you and you dont know him! How can you say you love him?” Kasey sighed.
“Leave me alone Kasey.” I replied as i walked away
mee123
I wander like an open book to place I have never been before. My life upon the pages, opening a new. I wish to dwell in the past, but I am forever pushed toward the future.
Trinity
As the small creature cowards in the corner, out of his normal dwelling, began to grow. He grew into a giant beast wreaking havoc on all the people in the city. Revenge for what they did to him.
Hannah
Morar, permanecer, habitar, vivir, sentirse parte, confundirse con el paisaje. Estar y ser en el momento y espacio correcto.
She tried not to dwell on thoughts of home, but it was difficult when it was all he wanted to talk about. “Shut up!” she snapped finally. He looked shocked for a moment. She stood up from the grassy hilltop upon which they had been sitting, and hurried into the forest, breaking into a run as she entered the trees so he could not follow.
bramblepath
Morar en el pensamiento de quienes la rodean, ese erasu unico objetivo. Poder apropiarse de sus memoria, ocupar un lugar importante, resaltyar. Permanecer viva en la memoria. En eso consistia su vida
maayya
i dwelled on this word yesterday. what time of the day do they change the words. is this site based in california or something ?
To dwell upon something is to avoid living in the moment and, therefore, avoid living at all. We may be the personifications of all of the past things we have experienced, but we have all the potential to be something more.
Madi
To think, thoughtful unhappy? Maybe happily dwelling on something? No, dwelling seems depressing. Like the Raven. Once something knocks and is turned away, it is rare it will ever return, be it love, opportunity, or something else, unless it’s hatred.
Lily
Life isn’t a turn-based game. Every second you dwell on things that could have gone otherwise is a second of inaction. Other people are building up their empires. What about you?
“It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.” I have so many dreams. Dreams of college, of friendships, of skating tests passed and competitions won, of relationships and marriage and babies and weddings and dreams of changing the world. But lately I’ve just been coming up with dreams, tons of them, and forgetting to live them out.
I’m dwelling on what to write about, but nothing seems to come to mind except this sentence. Dwell, ponder, think, explore. Dwell. A well is deep. D(eep)well. When you dwell, you have a deep space to conquer and think within. There is an endless amount of possibilities.
Leah
Her wonderful home, the place where she could dwell in peace and quiet. Serafina stroked her free hand through her hair, letting her other cradle Tessalyn closer to her body. Tyler smiled at her as he stepped out on the doormat, his eyes twinkling with recognition. Serafina sighed with contentment: she was finally home.
She thought she could stop thinking about it, but her mind kept dwelling on that face. Scared, angry, tired, shouting at her as she looked in the ground. What had she been thinking? Defiance had been folly, but she didn’t know what else to do.
Amelia
It is in the heart of this writer to dwell in a sea of thoughts. Get drenched in them before trudging back to the shore to lay out in the sand. Feelings evaporate into the ether. I lazily observe as bliss joins the dust motes in shafts of sunlight, taking form, taking flight. Days turn into nights, and when I blink it’s gone. Time to dust off the mirage and go back out into the real world.
I couldn’t dwell on anything. They say you shouldn’t, but I had never felt so much longing to remember the bad things; to cry over mistakes; to go over everything in my mind. Just one memory. Just one.
Dwell. Dwell. Dwelling on the past.
Sometimes people need to put the bad times behind them and just look ahead. Look forward into the bright new future.
Before you start feeling sad about the past, think to yourself, will this matter 5 years down the road?
I will help myself. I will no longer dwell and hide and run. Because that’s what it’s about. Fall down a hundred times, get up, fall down a thousand times, get up, it will never be enough to pull me down. it never will be. i will always stand up. do you get it yet? am i getting through? I am not a dweller. As of today, I am a seeker.
I’ve been dwelling on my therapist. I wonder what this woman is hoping to accomplish. Is she really trying to help, or just wanting to medicate my thoughts into nonexistence.
dwell.dwellingdwelledwilldwellhavedwelledtodwell..oh well more dwell..oil well then d well..down the well dwell..fellow..fell dwell farewell dwell.
To dwell is to loose. Loose at life that is. Life is all about lessons. To dwell, means you didn’t learn.
you can’t just dwell on the past as many people do. dwelling on the past creates regrets in the future that then mold themselves into the past and thus become a pyramid of regrets that you continue to dwell on. of course there are happy memories too, but dwell mainly has a negative connotation
I don’t usually dwell on the past, but when I do?
I’m thinking of the times we had.
Tati wondered whether or not it was a good idea to dwell on the strange absence of her father. On the one hand, she knew that letting the emotions and memories of his death nestle themselves in heart would bring her great sorrow; on the other, however, she knew that these feelings would offer her an even greater strength when it came time to avenge him.
I dwell. I dwell on everything about my past. I have regrets, but I don’t want to regret. I over think, and I over analyze and it kills my inside out. I dwell on my love life, my losses, my family being dysfunctional, etc. I dwell. Do you? Do you dwell on your regrets too?
Once upon a time there was an old man that lived in a shack by the sea. He was a quiet and quaint old man but he had a dark secret. he knew where the moblins dwelled. Down by the waters where the sirens called. A dark tumultuous secret.
Dwelling on the past is all we’ve known and for some odd reason we always make the past seem better or worse as a result of our dwelling. Excepting the past for what it is may just put an end to all this dwelling.
I try not to dwell on the future. That would be a little self centred, don’t you think? Dwelling on what might happen, while totally ignoring what’s happening around you… You could really hurt people. Dwelling on the past is pretty bad, but not as bad, i think. Dwelling on memories is fine. That shows a healthy love for rings other than yourself.
Don’t dwell on the past. Often people have this problem: they think back and they simply can’t let go. You have to learn to do otherwise. Life goes on and so should you.
I dwell on every single thing I do. I dwell on what everyone else does. I’m dwelling on it right now. Dwell is weird word.
I dwell on many things, everything in my past I wake up and think about every single day. My family, my friends, my brutal childhood growing up with many complications. That’s what I am known for, dwelling. I can’t move on, I find it impossible. I’m still living in the past, and can’t accept moving on and trying to improve my life. I do the opposite.
For some reason this word made me think of Hobbits, specifically of Martin Freeman as Bilbo Baggins in Bagend with a bunch of dwarves singing (which is the best part of the commercial so I guess I can deal with that). Maybe I should examine my love of LOTR+Hobbit. Or maybe this is a result of my love of Sherlock. . .
“I dont want to dwell on that.” I smiled, smiling doesnt always mean your happy and this is one of those cases, i was smiling to stop myself form crying.
“Lana, you’ve liked him for what? A year! He doesnt know your name, who you are. He doesnt know you and you dont know him! How can you say you love him?” Kasey sighed.
“Leave me alone Kasey.” I replied as i walked away
I wander like an open book to place I have never been before. My life upon the pages, opening a new. I wish to dwell in the past, but I am forever pushed toward the future.
As the small creature cowards in the corner, out of his normal dwelling, began to grow. He grew into a giant beast wreaking havoc on all the people in the city. Revenge for what they did to him.
Morar, permanecer, habitar, vivir, sentirse parte, confundirse con el paisaje. Estar y ser en el momento y espacio correcto.
She tried not to dwell on thoughts of home, but it was difficult when it was all he wanted to talk about. “Shut up!” she snapped finally. He looked shocked for a moment. She stood up from the grassy hilltop upon which they had been sitting, and hurried into the forest, breaking into a run as she entered the trees so he could not follow.
Morar en el pensamiento de quienes la rodean, ese erasu unico objetivo. Poder apropiarse de sus memoria, ocupar un lugar importante, resaltyar. Permanecer viva en la memoria. En eso consistia su vida
i dwelled on this word yesterday. what time of the day do they change the words. is this site based in california or something ?
This is what gives us limitations maybe I should do that or this. Have us thinking about the unchangeable. 99 problems
To dwell upon something is to avoid living in the moment and, therefore, avoid living at all. We may be the personifications of all of the past things we have experienced, but we have all the potential to be something more.
To think, thoughtful unhappy? Maybe happily dwelling on something? No, dwelling seems depressing. Like the Raven. Once something knocks and is turned away, it is rare it will ever return, be it love, opportunity, or something else, unless it’s hatred.
Life isn’t a turn-based game. Every second you dwell on things that could have gone otherwise is a second of inaction. Other people are building up their empires. What about you?
do it well
“It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.” I have so many dreams. Dreams of college, of friendships, of skating tests passed and competitions won, of relationships and marriage and babies and weddings and dreams of changing the world. But lately I’ve just been coming up with dreams, tons of them, and forgetting to live them out.
I’m dwelling on what to write about, but nothing seems to come to mind except this sentence. Dwell, ponder, think, explore. Dwell. A well is deep. D(eep)well. When you dwell, you have a deep space to conquer and think within. There is an endless amount of possibilities.
Her wonderful home, the place where she could dwell in peace and quiet. Serafina stroked her free hand through her hair, letting her other cradle Tessalyn closer to her body. Tyler smiled at her as he stepped out on the doormat, his eyes twinkling with recognition. Serafina sighed with contentment: she was finally home.
She thought she could stop thinking about it, but her mind kept dwelling on that face. Scared, angry, tired, shouting at her as she looked in the ground. What had she been thinking? Defiance had been folly, but she didn’t know what else to do.
It is in the heart of this writer to dwell in a sea of thoughts. Get drenched in them before trudging back to the shore to lay out in the sand. Feelings evaporate into the ether. I lazily observe as bliss joins the dust motes in shafts of sunlight, taking form, taking flight. Days turn into nights, and when I blink it’s gone. Time to dust off the mirage and go back out into the real world.