A new kind of storytelling for me. Telling a story with images projected in the background. Twenty seconds per image.
I’m a little nervous about it, which I love. I’ve learned that nerves are often an indication of my limits being pushed. Pushing my limits is what I want to continue to do in my life.
I ordered 50 more for a new push to get it into stores and distribute at events. It has been selling steadily and I want to see if I can push it to the next level.
This was an hour ago. I was alerted by Anna barking. He stood their calmly, not placid, eyeing Anna with concern but not fright.
He stood still as I took pictures, took the time just to look at him. The intelligence in his eyes reminded me of wisdom, an idea supported by the white shading his brown coat.
My Story 1: “The Missing Antler” He lost the antler but won the fight.
My Feelings: Blessed. Fortunate. Aligned. Humbled.
My Story 2: “Grey Mein” Age withers but does not defeat.
My Fantasy: Spirit of an old god. Patron of flight and fight. Master of camouflage.
My Feelings 2: Fear that if I step out of line this kind of thing won’t happen to me anymore.
My Belief: Be an animal.
I called him “Old Friend” maybe 6 times. The last was when he finally ran. I said it and he stopped and looked back at me. I said “Goodbye, Old Friend.”
Wires tangle Like lives Like loves. Electricity twists wires Like lies twist minds. Wires twirl into one another Like legs intertwined. Wires find each other Like the time Even on that first day You just know You'll be best friends Combined.
That’s my Instagram on the post. Follow me, please!
Leaves! I celebrate your splash of color Your delicate yellows Citrus orange Majestic Red I honor you, Because your changing hue Is the glory Of leaves dying. I will not forget your Verdant green Your spring and summer Wind dances Hushing and shushing together The brief glimpse of your Light underside. And trees I don’t blame you if You already shed your leaves. I’m tired too.
Did Queen Elizabeth really have 6 fingers?
– Ruby Reagan
Dear Ruby,
Well, of course, silly. All two and three-handed people have six fingers. Some have even more! Isn’t that kinda obvious? I mean …
Wait, is this some sorta trick? Is there something I’m missing? Ohhhhhhhhh! Now I’m doubting myself … I hate this. Maybe I’m no good at answering questions. Who am I, anyways, to think I have all the answers? I’m soo worthless….
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I’m not going to say I’m on a fitness journey because my belly. But I have emphasized getting 13000 steps daily for 6 months. Not only is this keeping me somewhat fit, it is also practice at consistency.
I feel like being consisted has often been a weakness. My Fitbit streak helps me prove to myself that I can keep it up.
I think this is directly responsible for my streak here. Just like I won’t stop until I get my steps, I feel like it’s necessary to post, even if it’s just a picture.
I absolutely love “the howling dark.” I should use this in my own writing.
Mark Bozeman 