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Alright, it’s like this:
So-and-so did you wrong. Really F’d up right? And it sucks. But time passes, and the pain and ick of it sort of wear down to a dull edge.
It still sucks. But life goes on, right?
Every once in awhile, however, something happens and it all comes rushing back–along with all the pain [...]

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I think about creativity, and why we might be here, and how the two are related.
I think about flow, of bending time, of being completely engaged and engrossed.
I think about self, about selfish acts of creation or expression.
I think of losing myself in acts of passion.
I think about motivation.
And I think about how fear clogs [...]

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Remember when I mentioned some examples of our brand of small town quirk? If not, take a look at these posts to see just how much we value choices and ducks around here.
Anyway, this yard downtown takes the cake. I really should have explored a bit more and taken a few more pictures. [...]

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