All week, you saw fragments. This is where they came from. https://sushuman.gumroad.com/l/stillhuman-original
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Through My Eyes
Closed eyes
I rubbed them
I see stars
An illusion of the vision
I see darkness
I see light
Is it the vast space
That my eyes could trace
If I cannot see
What could I actually see
Would it be dreams
Would it be light
Would it be reality…
-Lune
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As You Leave I Live
All your laughter, all your smiles, all your grins, I’ve kept for a while.
You’ve left a memory that keeps looping in my mind.
Of a wish that we’d meet once again, that it’ll work out.
But…
It’s just all hope
It’s all a dream
What truth it seems
Is just a form of cope
This token we shared will it ever last.
Or do I leave it broken.
As metal rusts through air, does ours rust through time?
You are left a shadow behind my back.
Not a memory nor a silhouette in my mind
An afterimage as I merge with my experiences
Alone…
Content…
Calm…
Awaiting for every moment fulfilled.
To fill the emptiness you once punched a hole through me
For I shall fill it endlessly throughout time
Will this heart shaped hole ever be matched and fit…
Time will tell…
-Lune
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Unfinished Business
Going through my notebook entries from the last few months. A heap of information, inspiration and introspection. Lots of story ideas. One is about a middle-aged divorced man who goes into the bathroom one morning and finds a sardine in his soap net. Another very random one: create a story that contains all the words of a solved crossword puzzle.
And yet another idea in which a frustrated…
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3.13.26
Succumbed to a nap when I should have been doing so many other things. Now I’m listening to the wind rip some loose siding off my house. The dog thinks we’re having a break in. One more thing to add to never ending list of tasks.
Yesterday was really nice, I wish I could go back in time. I know I said I felt interrupted by my husband coming home early, but we ended up going into the local art supply store and then hung out at the coffee shop for a bit. Made steak and asparagus for dinner, and had a nice, quiet evening with minimal arguing between the kids. A miracle, really.
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Creative Handmade Gifts for Her: A Symphony of Heartfelt Craftsmanship
There is a magic in the touch of a handmade gift - a whisper of the soul, a dance of intention woven into every stitch, every brushstroke, every carefully chosen scent. When I think of creative handmade gifts for her.
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dear alexis.
i miss you so much. i miss you most when im feeling the most, whether it’s well or unwell. both of ends of the spectrum remind me of you. i’m trying hard. i think? i never really know how to know if im trying my hardest. i’m sitting in the sun and my boyfriend is in liv’s den talking to his friend. i feel like a dog. always. sitting and waiting or begging or biting or barking. i’m always a dog. i once said “i love when a dog has a soulmate and it’s another dog”. i meant it literally about dogs and now i mean it figuratively about us. i miss you even though i know you being here wouldn’t fix literally anything. but you being here would be enough for me to want you back even if it made things worse. i know a lot of the things ive come to believe about you weren’t necessarily true when i was alive. i know i’ve glorified you and our friendship a lot since you died. i don’t entirely know where that glorification starts and where the real love i had for living you ended, but id like to think they’re helpfully intertwined as a pillar for me to lean on when i miss you. above are enclosed some photos of shoes i saw at vinnies yesterday. if you were here you would be turning 20 this year and that disturbs me so so very much. because i can’t actually picture what you would be like at 20, at all. any depictions younger me made of what i would be like by this age were entirely wrong
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Ellington Pens Fountain Pen & Journal Follow-Up
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More Mondays from my apocalyptic diaries and book series the Greenland Diaries. I always say the monsters are ridiculously fantastic, and I’m right. They’re unique, strange, mercurial, and scary. A good combination.
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