I always watch for the tortoise. The back wall of the writing studio is mostly a floor-to-ceiling window about eight feet wide, one vast sheet of glass holding the Florida scrubland outside. There’s a white dirt road behind a strip of live oaks and sumac and Spanish moss, and once, in the middle of an afternoon workshop, I saw a tortoise stumping
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I love your post scripts. :)
The picture is great. I love that he has a little fresh green schmutz in the corner of his mouth.
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This was an absolute pleasure to read!
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LOL!
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This ambivalence... in your shoes, I would be happy to have the opportunity and yet the flip side would be the sense of pressure to produce, to make the most of the opportunity. Which is a mood and muse squelcher right there.
"I can" on the one side, "I should" on the other. Being independently wealthy is about the only thing that would relieve that feeling!
I'm glad that you're thinking about whether these meds are quite right at the moment (cutting back too much, maybe?). That urge to withdraw is one of my own signs of depression, and that you're aware of what that behavior can mean really helps.
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