The internet made it easier to learn anything, but also harder to focus on one thing. Too many tabs open in my brain.
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The difference between Saturday and Sunday is just the amount of dread for Monday.
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“Yes, I’m judging you.”
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Behind the brush, a hare thumped its foot and vanished
A warning to its world—a whisper to ours
Even the afraid teach us how to listen
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A polar bear pawed the ice like it remembered another shape
The glacier groaned beneath him
Change doesn’t always ask permission
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A thicket of wild roses bloomed in secret,
thorns guarding soft petals and quiet scent,
and deer paused only to look before moving on.
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Night bled into the canyon with a purple wound, stitched slowly by the needle of stars. Their glint pricked the sky’s skin, and darkness seeped like ink across the world’s white page.