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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 1495: Last bit of Writing at this Job

Not sure if this is going to be my last bit of writing whilst at this job. Last day is today, and then an aptitude test tomorrow, and now an interview on Friday, and we’ll see where it all goes. … Continue reading

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Moving in Multiple Directions

This was taken at the same time as these photos. I didn’t include this one with those as it didn’t quite fit. Still, I like the result here. There’s a good deal of disturbance on the stuff covering the water. … Continue reading

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 1007: Twist and Turn

And so it goes and things twist and turn, and then in revealing all the things that need no revealing a revelation is reached where the consensus might just agree with itself so long as you look at the consensus … Continue reading

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A Poem About Lines

A short one and a bit of a mess. I wrote this really quickly, kind of as a need to decompress a bit after working on the images from the last thing I shared. Still, I think this gets some … Continue reading

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 973: A Little Too Much

I need to write something now as if I don’t, then I won’t do anything for the rest of the evening and I don’t want to leave this to the last minute again. I’ve done that a little too much … Continue reading

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Japan, Then Burwood Dream

I’d flown into Japan and I was wandering around somewhere. I was talking to either one of my brothers or a former housemate; I’m not sure. We were talking about visiting a mountain that I remember dreaming of a few … Continue reading

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 488: A Train Goes by

The low rumbling of a train goes by. It is not so loud that it overtakes everything, but it is loud enough to be present; to be there, in presence, making itself known and reminding us of its existence as … Continue reading

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