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8/9/2017

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I start my best writing while driving in the car.  It's often quiet these days and gives me space to do some exploration and processing

I will show you my scars if you show me yours.  This is a two way street for me. 

I will never get used to the way things can change so quickly.  How a person can be gone, how a body can stop working all of the sudden, how time goes way too fast.  I wish I wasn't so put off by change.  

All I did today was email doctors.  This is not an exaggeration.



Learning to have boundaries is exquisite and difficult and critical.  I keep relearning the same lessons over and over again.


When I get a text or a call or a message out of 'nowhere' I am reminded to pay attention


Sometimes I don't want to listen to my body.  Sometimes I do.  


I accidentally called the cashier at the local health food store love muffin.  He looked surprised & confused, but not entirely disappointed.  


In my past lives I was a midwife or a librarian or perhaps both.  


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Why do some gas stations play music when I am pumping gas?  It is way too much for my brain.


Baby birds are  leaving the nest in my backyard, at the house where I housesit.  Yes I see you baby birds and mama bird.  Yes I feel the parallels.  


I wanted to roll in fields of lavender for my 44th birthday.  It didn't happen this year (maybe next year?) but I did get an epic surprise birthday party with a pinata. 


I don't understand Snapchat.  I am chronically sending people things I don't mean to send them.  It feels not intuitive.  I really just have it for the face filters.  Beyond that, my brain does not understand.

I'm wondering today if surrender is the same as giving up?  I'm wondering how long a person can continue to fight?  I'm wondering how to fight and to rest more too?  This is a long road.  I'm feeling depleted.

Summer in Maine is a visceral reminder of how the sweetest bits disappear so fast.  We are attempting to hold on to this last month of summer.

xxoo
​Kristen 


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