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Bricks of Us

You bring a brick, I bring one too,

Each shaped by storms that we've been through.

Some are smooth, some chipped and worn, Stories carved where hearts were torn.

From separate walls, we take them down, No need for thrones, no need for crowns.

We stack them high, side by side, A place where love and trust reside.

Not just mine, not only yours, But something new, with open doors.

A home that stands through wind and rain, Built from hope, not fear or pain.

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"I find the world a bitter and complicated place, and it seems to feel the same way about me" - Paul Hunham, The Holdovers (2023)

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"If you truly want to understand the present, or yourself, you must begin in the past. You see, history is not simply the study of the past, it is an explanation of the present" - Paul Hunham, The Holdovers (2023)

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" Not for ourselves alone are we born" - Paul Hunham,The Holdovers (2023)

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"... and time isn't always the most reliable friend"

Whitney Hanson

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"It took me years to be the woman my mother raised. It took me 4 years, 7 months and 3 days to do it... without her. After I lost myself in the wilderness of my grief, I found my own way out of the woods.

And I didn't even know where I was going until I got there, on the last day of my hike. Thank you, I thought over and over again... for everything the trail had taught me, and everything I couldn't yet know.

How in 4 years I'd cross this very bridge and marry a man in a spot almost visible from where I was standing. How in 9 years that man and I would have a son named Carver and a year later, a daughter named after my mother, Bobbi. I knew only that I didn't need to eat with my bare hands anymore. That seeing the fish beneath the surface of the water was enough, that it was everything. My life, like all lives, mysterious, irrevocable, and sacred... So very close, so very present, so very belonging to me. How wild it was...to let it be.”

- Cheryl, Wild (2014)

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Bed in Summer

In winter I get up at night   And dress by yellow candle-light.   In summer, quite the other way,   I have to go to bed by day.  

I have to go to bed and see         The birds still hopping on the tree,   Or hear the grown-up people’s feet   Still going past me in the street.  

And does it not seem hard to you,   When all the sky is clear and blue,   And I should like so much to play,   To have to go to bed by day?

- Robert Louis Stevenson 

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June

The sun is rich And gladly pays In golden hours, Silver days,

And long green weeks That never end. School’s out. The time Is ours to spend.

There’s Little League, Hopscotch, the creek, And, after supper, Hide-and-seek.

The live-long light Is like a dream, and freckles come Like flies to cream.

- John Updike

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Technoholik’, best pictures of the web

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Technoholik ’, best pictures of the Web

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If you can't measure it, it doesn't exist

Brené Brown (TEDxHouston, The power of vulnerability)

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So if someone is going to take your hand, they better take your hand scars and all

Taylor Swift (NPR Music Tiny Desk Concert, 2019)

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Some nights I wish I could go back in life. Not to change it, just to feel a couple of things twice

Drake, 6 PM in New York