arfie
Status: knowledge is all past tense. i can't **know** a thing until it has already happened. stay in the present tense. stay ignorant.
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The next date has been set. Another wondering wander is at its end. Best beloved sis and I have set a date to meet in Harmonie State Park tomorrow evening. If I was driving like a Smart Phone User, I...
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It be a morn of many irritants. My support dog vomited several times last night and still seems under the weather this morning. I am speaking literally on the "under the weather" part. There are...
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Lake Vesuvius National ParkMonday, 12 June 2017Less than a week until I pick up Hubs from the train station in Alton, Illinois. “Business as usual” might be the clearest tag I have for the...
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Holding steady through the anxiety, I think. A theory behind not analyzing my psycho weirds is that as the episode wanes, the truth of ^it^ will reveal itself with far more elegant simplicity than...
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Woke up in the grips of gnawing anxiety this morning. I am working to keep my analytical talents from jumping their curb for now. I don't believe that anxiety enhances the analytical process, at all....
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It is a bright and glorious morning in Charleston, West Virginia this morning. I sure wish I was viewing it in a campground instead of a balcony overlooking an interstate mix-maker. Sorta. Sitting...
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The shopping didn't work out so well. I credit my lack of shopping skills/passion for the development of my creative/foraging drives. I'd a hundred times druther gypsy-rig something or go dumpster...
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I went through 2 consecutive nights of miserable luck in finding comfortable hotel accomodations. The first night found me paying too much for closed in discomfort. The second night found me pulling...
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I went through 2 consecutive nights of miserable luck in finding comfortable hotel accomodations. The first night found me paying too much for closed in discomfort. The second night found me pulling...
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I landed near the first bend in the Ohio River, Northwest of Pittsburgh last night. I am not quite sure how or why, but here I sit, typing to the drone of the Pennsylvania Turnpike, working to be...
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I am at the end of the declared rest and reflection week. I am feeling as well as can be expected after the double whammy of my brother's and mother's deaths so close together. Grieving is a process,...
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Last night was quite restless, filled with anxious dreams I donae remember this morning. The crisp northern morning finds my senses trilling with anxious doubts without clear sources. The thread...
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June 22nd in Schaumburg, Illinois is the next fixed point on my calendar. Hubs wants to attend the HDSA National Convention there. I am invited and have accepted the invitation. All I know for...
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Quieting my mind has been easier than ever before during this week of rest and reflection on the Chautauqua Ridge. Mischeivous boredom, wandering fears and busying habits still pop up at the edges of...
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The week of rest and reflection continues restful and reflective. What more could a Nut Job ask for? Never mind. . .While I can't retain the detail of which day ends my current rental agreement on...
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