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A Stranger Sight

Today I loved a stranger for a
moment and I would have
loved him a moment
more if I hadn’t
looked away.

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Posted on 05/02/2014 Posted in UncategorizedTagged encounters, fleeting, journal, literature, love, moments, poem, poetry, short poem, stranger, thought, thoughts, WRITING

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sophiawood says:

05/02/2014 at 1:17 AM

Reblogged this on A Writer's World.

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Fo days are my favourite days! Vintage llama wool coats and coffee and books and sunshine and overalls! Making cheese stuffed meat balls with my family! Writing (I'm officially 1/3 of my way thru my #nanowrimo2018 writing goal as of last night) and reading poetry! I am so full of love! I hope you are too! Please go do something that makes u feel like u love urself even if it's just takin a nice bath or calling ur mom ♡ I lov u!

He smells like incense and Palo Santo just like his moms!

Goos morning! Hope you all have a great AM poop n laugh a lot on this rainy Tuesday! . . So as u know if u follow my stories I'm doing a fun thing called NANOWRIMO - National Novel Writing Month. I'm writing at least 1,667 words/day for 30 days on my novel. For many, this seems like a lot. It is, I suppose. But for me it's just a way to keep the story moving every day. . . When I get into challenges like this it's easy to let other things fall off, or to use them as an excuse for why I didnt get what I set out to do done. I'm trying to cut the crap and keep my other routines intact, cutting out unnecessary things like time on social media or replacing some of my reading time with writing time (I see reading as homework for writing) . . I like that the point of this isn't to do anything well, it's just to do. Just write. Just get it all done. Get it onto paper. I still "journal" every day as well as putting in novel time because they are different practices with different purposes. Much how when I go to the yoga studio I still try to maintain my home practice. Everything is it's own subtle accumulation of lessons, you've just gotta understand that to actually be the person you want to be you must do the things that you want to do. I am a writer, I must write. For a long time I was just a writer who spoke about writing. Some days I still am. Sometimes talking about what you are is part of the process. Sometimes rambling on Instagram is part of the process. . . To conclude. I have no idea what I am talking about BUT if you have a passion pursue making excuses FOR it not AGAINST it. It doesnt make u weird or anti social to want to spend ur free time working on your craft instead of hanging out with your friends. You're not missing out on anything. You are vast and have worlds inside you equally worth exploring.

When ur pals are gimpy and sprained so u bring them home in a shopping cart from the walk-in (hobble-in???) and tuck them in on the floor because going upstairs is a danger move. When all that happens AND ur cat is also cuddly for exactly 2.4 minutes.

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