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Lest an original thought be had, enter Adele.
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Lest an original thought be had, enter Adele. I cannot begin to count the times I've sat myself in front my laptop, prose tingling at my fingertips, ready to create. Something spectacular. Something you'll ROFL while you YOLO BYOB ASAP ECT STAT. It would inspire! You'd walk away from my post feeling beyond sated. But then life happened. On more than one occasion, an email flagged my attention, dogs needed tending to, DVR needing to be emptied. So it is. That's the way baseball go. There's no crying in baseball! Rabbit trails, sorry. Life has been a continuous cycle of work, sleep, work, some social life, work, relaxing, work, oh hey I have 68 unread messages on here?! So tonight, after putting up groceries and sitting down to a meal of scrambled egg, sautéed spinach, diced tomatoes kissed with herbs ( my have go to meal) only would Adele come over my air play and stir the creative juices. Not to create anything with bells and whistles, nothing so overly salacious you're drooling, panties wet, ready to pounce my fine ass and take me, but to write. To happily share I've got 4 1 liter sized water bottles in front of me with the obedience to drink all of them before bed because my body needs hydration in this heat. To share that after a few months with my new practice, I've reached a new maturity and humility that has taken me by surprise. To share that my dogs have successfully and unmercifully massacred several adolescent opossums in the run. Funny, living in a house in the 'burbs they killed only squirrels, a bird here and there, a snake, and mice. The worst incident was walking into the living room to see them playing tug of war with a baby water moccasin. Now, living in this apartment they have found a new found freedom of playing with the other dogs in the complex, barking at people, and now carnage practically served on a silver platter in the run. But they're happy. That's all that matters. On the work front, things are crazy. As it should be might I add. I love the curve balls internal medicine throws, and I work with some pretty impressive folks. Granted, no job is ideal but you know honey badger don't care. I honestly walk in not giving a flying fuck, do my job as perfectly as I can, and leave without a huge burden on my shoulder of worry or stress. It's delightful having the freedom to know when to pick your battles and when to just say fuck it. This has been applying to several personal in real situations and I'm where I want to be in life. Finally. Now to see a man about a bubble bath. How have you been? All pretty girls are a trap, a pretty trap, and men expect them to be. |
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What happened with the doc?? Smart as a horse and hung like Einstein.
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Just stopping by to say hello. Looks like you are busy and living life - good for you!!! 
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