Mixed metaphors
Once I get started, writing is like swimming, which is like flying. But I have to get started. Dive in. Lift off.
This fancy keyboard is a dream: backlit mechanical staccato click click click. I'm writing this from my office downtown, with the fancy dimmer lights and couch and space age bendy chair that's worth more than my car. The standing desk ( Read more... )
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I'm proud of you for 75 days.
And now you know that you're able to do the next 75.
We don't know each other, but I still want to make an offer: if you want someone to read or listen, send me a message.
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I thought that I have always read you fairly carefully but I did not know your troubles. I am glad you are doing well.
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Good for you. Seventy-five days is a significant start, and well done you.
I think that it's important to enjoy the little calm spaces that you should be finding in yourself more and more. Give yourself a break! You've gotten this far, far enough to begin to find the calmness of age and experience. We tend not to credit ourselves for surviving our mistakes, for having trudged along thus far; don't do that. Youth isn't all it's cracked up to be, and sometimes wasted on the young....
Good job. Keep it up.
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Hi! How've you been? I'm looking forward to reading an update from you.
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