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Beginning is the Hardest Part, Three-Ninety-Five

Nothing. delete. Not many. delete. Perhaps. delete. In times past. delete. From the start. delete. It is the gap. delete. There are many barricades. delete. As certain as. 80 more words

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HGD394: How Are Bodies Broken?

Aftershock of the last laugh before disaster
Is happiness long after the actor is extracted
From the craftwork, but if it falters then
Incurable madness sets into the grey matter, 53 more words

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H-Grad Day 393

It is getting harder and harder to believe in these thoughts that cross my mind. They do not appear as thrilling or exciting or novel. They do not even appear as basic viable realities. 87 more words

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Day 392

My friends and I are sliced, too thin at times. We are surrounded by dead space. We are covered in a film that is not our own. 61 more words

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Day 390: Hello, Outside, My Old Friend

Softball is the new apathy.
I joined a team in hopes that my agoraphobic tendencies might wash a way in a sea of laughter, exertion, and post-game alcohol. 90 more words

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Day 389: Clear Mind

She told me a drop in each eye would be enough.
After two hours of nothing, I put another drop inside each eyelid.
I should have waited another hour. 56 more words

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Day 388: Work at the Extreme Edge

Read Stephen Lyng’s Edgework (2005) to live life on the edge without actually having to go too far. The author and contributors take substantial risk when they ride Harleys on LSD, skydive, and involve themselves with criminality, taking risks at work, and always throwing their lives into caution. 183 more words

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