uh, hello. i don't know what i'm doing here, other than simply just writing.
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may i never forget the overwhelming power of knowing i am a Child of God!
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comfort check
if you're sitting in a chair or laying in a bed this is a reminder to get comfy. sometimes when I sit in the chair I just sit in it but I don't really get comfy. I think this is a niche thing to remind people about but being comfy is really nice
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there is something so strange about stumbling across people who share the tiniest, most intricate quirks that you have. finding spotify playlists with songs it seems only you know, or manicured pinterest boards that share similar aesthetics- even though it was detailed and jam packed with things from your mind.
i think its a lovely thing, knowing that out there someone, somewhere is sitting oddly in their chair, like you, sipping one of your favorite teas. because its their favorite, too. theres comfort in knowing your "originality" is known. im not saying no one is original! im just saying that everyone is a different puzzle made up of some of the same puzzle pieces. how beautiful, hm?
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You're not reading this by accident. This is the confirmation you were looking for. Everything is going to be all right. God is making a way where there is no way right now.
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just wanting a hug, feel like it'd be nice
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April 10, 1927 Journals of Anais Nin 1923-1927 [volume 3]
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Anne Sexton, from a letter featured in Anne Sexton; A Self-Portrait In Letters
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"What's up with the janitor? Every time I see him in the hallway, a healthbar pops up and I swear I can hear a choir singing." "Oh, don't mind that; he's just the secret boss fight people have to survive if if they ever manage to kill our boss."
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link in that one concept design…. vroom vroom
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arcane season 2. what was that! what was that.
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Marcel Proust, from a letter featured in The Selected Letters of Marcel Proust
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reunited with a friend.
smiling wide, too happy for tears, clinging onto each other's sweaters in a tiny italian cafe.
theres already giggles, youre saying my name, and theres already been "i love you"s.
five minutes in, gluten free pasta, picking up where we left off.
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You
I thought I was over you. We haven't seen each other in a very long time. Our conversation consists of "How have you been? It's been a while." With friendly smiles.
Busy surroundings get in our way, as if fate is saying "Not yet."
Love takes time. Lust rushes. And there's also a chance that you don't feel the same. So I refrain.
It's all up to chance and God. But when I looked at you today, I still want to believe that there is a way for us to be together. Someday.
You are so kind and incredible, and I enjoyed seeing you again today.
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Else Fitzgerald, from "Everything Feels Like the End of The World," publ. in 2022
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