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note to self: go outside

"I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived." —  Henry David Thoreau credit My phone died recently. Not like died because of its charge — permanently died. I'm not the only one whom this has happened to, I'm sure, and this isn't a complaint. Rather, it's an observation on how different the landscape of my life has been without it. I've been reading more, watching more TV, doing less doomscrolling. I found that I've missed my phone a lot less and simultaneously a lot more than I expected. And I've been noticing a difference in my mental state. My mental health is, apparently, linked in part to the device I hold in my hand 99% of the time. Who knew? However, it's still been challenging lately, for more reasons than just my phone, and my sister invited me to go outside with her. Th


Dear blog world,

No, I didn't fall off the face of the earth. But, life is full swing, and so is summer. It's extremely hot, which means that now is the time for moving furniture, garage sales, painting rooms, getting your own bedroom, and acquiring fish named Flynn (whose alternate alias is Eugene Fishherbert. Just so you know).

It's also been filled with wasting time, chatting with friends, listening to Owl City, wearing gigantic sunglasses, hanging out with friends, wearing beautiful pink feather earrings, and, as of just tonight, sitting at a table listening to your grandpa tell stories about his life while you doodle on a napkin.

I got a new desk today, which has a piece of glass you can put pictures under. I'm calling it my Inspiration Station. Quotes, pictures, and other items of love will go there for when I sit there to write. I also hung up some hanging lights by my bed. They look like fireflies. "You would not believe your eyes if ten million fireflies lit up the world as I fell asleep..."

I've also been writing away, wondering whether red hair is a recessive gene, and contemplating going and doing the litter box instead of writing a blog post.



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