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my constitution tends to trend the same as my cookie jar. when i start getting a little low...well...i
start getting a little low. i allowed that to happen the other day. i let my cookie jar get too close
to empty. i hope you all know that "cookie jar" and "cookies" are metaphors for something else. or
something(s) else. i proceeded to create a plan to refill. only thing is, somewhere between intent and
invoke, my anxious part got the best and overshot the target. now i got it coming in from four
directions. i got the vectors correct, but uncontrolled velocity. i'm afraid i will burn out the motor, use it all up, then really need it. you know what else? i bet that every time i set out to do this, i get results. every time. sometimes too small (or too uncontrolled to recognize) because i doubted or got distracted, or scared, but the results were there to be sure. the results where there [to be] with the intent. guard your thoughts, sit silent until the end or it will all turn out...different. homework below.
this was a very interesting read. you read it, too, but after you've finished my entry.
now, i'll let you in on a secret - my cookies this week were dollar bills. it is not always so, but cash ruled the week. i got enough in my pocket today to make it to payday. even when i don't, i do, but it doesn't always feel like that.
of bills, type-dollar, you know i would give my last dollar bill to any of you if it helps you more that me. but you got to make it at least a little bit convenient for me. don't call me today, asking for something yesterday. if i could do that, everything (everything!) would be different. so give me a day or two. unless they are hot on your tail. in that case, i'll see what i can do.
this, this is for you. just kidding. nothing here for you. quit looking. i will see to it that from here on out, it is all for me. you will soon receive a revised set of rules from me via courier. see that your affairs are in order before signing and returning.
some of mine are stretching their wings this weekend. do what you do to help keep them safe. spring break comes everywhere. i just don't ever remember it coming to pretty prairie.
always, i feel like i am on the edge of something really BIG. or sometime it feels like i am on the edge of something really DEEP. i can't always tell the difference. maybe there is none, but i feel like i am standing on that edge. i hope it is something really BIG. if it is, push me. but please, be sure. at least as sure as i am. and push hard.
all these things, here and now. they hint at something beyond my grasp. drops of water coalescing into puddles, then drying out. but the water is still there, gathering energy and growing larger...
this was a very interesting read. you read it, too, but after you've finished my entry.
now, i'll let you in on a secret - my cookies this week were dollar bills. it is not always so, but cash ruled the week. i got enough in my pocket today to make it to payday. even when i don't, i do, but it doesn't always feel like that.
of bills, type-dollar, you know i would give my last dollar bill to any of you if it helps you more that me. but you got to make it at least a little bit convenient for me. don't call me today, asking for something yesterday. if i could do that, everything (everything!) would be different. so give me a day or two. unless they are hot on your tail. in that case, i'll see what i can do.
this, this is for you. just kidding. nothing here for you. quit looking. i will see to it that from here on out, it is all for me. you will soon receive a revised set of rules from me via courier. see that your affairs are in order before signing and returning.
some of mine are stretching their wings this weekend. do what you do to help keep them safe. spring break comes everywhere. i just don't ever remember it coming to pretty prairie.
always, i feel like i am on the edge of something really BIG. or sometime it feels like i am on the edge of something really DEEP. i can't always tell the difference. maybe there is none, but i feel like i am standing on that edge. i hope it is something really BIG. if it is, push me. but please, be sure. at least as sure as i am. and push hard.
all these things, here and now. they hint at something beyond my grasp. drops of water coalescing into puddles, then drying out. but the water is still there, gathering energy and growing larger...
