Bloom

A short poem

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Flowing

letters keep flowing onloose sheetsacross tables acrossdreamspearls of streamsshedding leavesconnectingstories and feelings; thatcannot be put into wordstrippy thoughts on a tour, on a tripbeauty left behinda bygone eraburied memories lyingwith their sweet ancestors

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Lost in the Mist

Lost in the Mist [Abridged] Clock in, clockwork, clock out, just like any other day. What was I working on again? correcting the exec presentations? helping a teammate out with the work he “couldn’t” do? Either way, I knew I would get zero credit for it. Day in, day out, flying across the floor to……

Why Do Art

Why be creative? Yes it gives us satisfiction, yes it’s rewarding, yes we like beauty But why not just consume? is it okay to work for those feelings? Why do you like art? Art is a practice of thinking, of listening to yourself; it’s a practice to communicate Art is communication; shared stories are comfort;……

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Memoir Notes

We get told that we don’t remember much when we grow older because we don’t have interesting lives when we’re older. I disagree with that. I’ve been doing a lot of interesting things, but I don’t remember them clearly because I’m always thinking about other things when I’m doing them. I’m planning too much into……