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Started July 1st 2019 for contests, etc. as other blogs are filling up and have other purposes. I'm starting a new blog because
I'll be linking to
I've started an appendix (I no longer have one personally) to keep track of my Space Cadet journals for Space Blog. It's a work constantly under construction. Mind the mess.
I needed to start a folder for contests as there are so many deadlines and details to remember.
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Just responses today. I really want to go somewhere... but I need to pack. I leave for home tomorrow. Update: chromebook froze and it took forever to check-in for my flight and un-freeze this %&*@ thing. To 🌸 pwheeler - love joy peace : I don't get to determine whether people tear me down; that's really on them. It's one reason why I don't associate with some people anymore. But, as you said, I get to chose my response. Or do I? Being a mountain is one way of expressing resistance to opposition, becoming an ocean and absorbing would be another. Me? Like a dandelion I set my seeds to the wind and have bloomed elsewhere. We each must find a path forward. To charitykountz: 2 years... I was homeless for 4: one "light", two "heavy", one "light". I usually only count the 2 heavy years... but truly? The scars still remain. I try not to pick at the scabs. It seems like a dream (or nightmare) now since so much time has passed. It may be time to reread my journal and blog from that time. When I was no longer homeless it took a year to adjust. I didn't go back to where/what/who. I moved to Montana. Told everyone I was a writer (well, I was!) and started to travel. I write this from Taiwan. Life goes forward. Your's will too. 1.419 |