Eddy Kamuanga Ilunga — Thérapeutique Luba (Luba Healing) oil and acrylic on linen, 2023.
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Miki Kim
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You must know what tomorrow is. It’s so silly, I’m still blowing out the same candle each year. This one candle, hot waxy pink. I don’t remember what I hoped for besides, happiness, and the mind to keep going. It’s so strange, I’m giddy with the news I’m still alive. Every past version of me is laughing, crying, dancing, eating crème brûlée. Eyes softly shut, this one little flame. I’m wishing for the same thing tomorrow.
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kobi levi in for the love of shoes - patrice farameh (2013)
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Here is a Draft I Wrote on August 24th, 2024
Hello. Today is my 46th birthday. I am really happy to be here. I am especially happy to be here because my previous selves did so much work--including when they did not want to be here--to make sure that I would have a chance to walk in the woods on a very hot August day and marvel in gratitude.
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Fatima de Juan - Fruity Loop
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I think of you, and I think of sunlight
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Watching it burn, Dan Oliver
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Dadu Shin
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It’s so affirming that this post is doing well, and I really enjoy seeing everyone’s input on what they’re letting go of (the big and the small). I wrote this because of my marriage and current divorce. It’s a really profound and difficult thing to leave something that matters. It is an act of love to know when the harm is outweighing the benefits, and to move on. I’m proud of all of you.
This a a reminder to not fall victim to the sunk-cost fallacy. Just because you invested time and energy into something, does not mean you should indefinitely waste more time and energy on it, if you decide it’s not what you want anymore. This goes for anything, from books, to relationships, to jobs, to hobbies, etc.
If it’s not serving you anymore, move on.
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Rain- James McCarthy; 2015
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the smallest artist i listen to? probably the bird outside my window
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Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Abiah Root written c. January 1846
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It’s like I get a taste of connection from someone I’m in awe of, and I turn into an annoying little puppy dog.
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