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cruel summer
"... what I want also wants me, is looking for me and attracting me. There is a great secret in this for anyone who can grasp it." ~ Rumi
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free-writing: under a cloud
The day passed under a cloud of general dread and anxiety, reflecting the monsoon-like rainfall we've had all day today. I don't feel like writing much, so I'll leave it at that for now. À demain! Image Attribution: Photo by Satyan Chawla [https://unsplash.
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free-writing: an epic success
I almost forgot to show up here today, that's how far away from my computer I've been all day. After yesterday's epic success of a day in terms of word count, this morning I was all pepped up to keep the momentum going. And
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free-writing: a new kind of day
D went to summer camp today at his school. Three of his classmates turned up there, and along with teachers he already knew from when he attended school during the school year, he was at ease going in. I was determined to make use of this day to write. And
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free-writing: a day to forget
Today was the kind of day to be forgotten, to be erased from memory. Today was the kind of day I fear will linger on by way of the emotional scars it left behind. Today was the kind of day that rip-roared through our lives like a wildfire, the kind
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free-writing: on fear and falling behind
I woke up this morning at 2:30 A.M. and couldn't go to sleep after that. I tried to read as that usually gets me back into sleep mode but no such luck today. So I threw off the covers at close to 4 A.M. and
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free-writing: sleepless at 7
D has decided today to stay up until the clock turns 00:00. KrA is lying next to D, and at this rate the grown-up will fall asleep way before the little one does. Every day is a new adventure in this part of the world. And because yesterday was
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free-writing: many thoughts, few words
A very short post today because I'm pretty sure I'd otherwise fall asleep right here, right now. I also don't mind keeping this short because I managed to do a few fiction writing sprints earlier in the day, along with playtime with D, running
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free-writing: knackered, and half a year gone by
It's almost 5 P.M. and I've only just switched on the computer for the day. Been completely knackered since morning, a result of yesterday's shot [https://thedreampedlar.com/free-writing-just-another-brick-in-the-wall/]. Entirely expected. What I didn't expect was how much I'd
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free-writing: just another brick in the wall
I got my second shot. And no, it wasn't AstraZeneca this time. I opted for an mRNA vaccine. Given that everything is a crapshoot anyway, I decided to go with the expert recommendation currently prevalent in the country and chose a different shot to be injected into me.
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free-writing: jaded
It's past 9 P.M. and not a single soul is asleep at home. Thanks to an afternoon nap, D is wide awake, and we went down for a 'late-night' snack just now as his little tummy was growling. He was so excited about it. "
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free-writing: insanity in the heat
It was awfully hot today. Give me the cold anytime, but the heat has become unbearable. Surprisingly, I did manage to get in my words today after a walk after a fun morning session of drawing funny pictures with D. We were inspired by a book called The Pencil [https: