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You’ll be amazed how effective it is.
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Running the Gauntlet to Get a Good Night’s Sleep
I actually wrote this blog post in my head a few weeks ago at 3 am when I should have been sleeping. I should have written it down, but instead I repeated it over and over again in hopes that I’d remember it, because I’m actually 5 blog posts behind in my queue, and that’s…
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Blogging Before Blogs
We have a longstanding tradition of putting our thoughts and ideas out there for the world to see.
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Melatonin Dreams
My dreams are strange at the best of times, but when I take Melatonin to help me sleep, I seem to descend into a Seuss-like subbasement of my subconscious, a place where only Salvador Dali would feel at home. One time I dreamed that there were several giraffes walking on water, headed straight toward my…
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Having Something to Say
It occurred to me recently that before you can be a writer, you must first have something to say. You have to have opinions and thoughts and ideas. You have to be good at explaining and/or describing things. You can’t be hesitant to speak your mind. I’ve always had something to say. No doubt about…
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Honne and Tatemae
Recently a dear friend introduced me to the Japanese concepts of honne and tatemae. I had never heard these words before. Without her, I would probably just have assumed they were the names for a Japanese pop culture couple or something. (They do say that opposites attract.) After reading several articles on the subject and…
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If Our Thoughts Were on Intercom
As I was walking around doing routine maintenance on my drawbridge today, I decided to keep track of the things that were going through my head. The song Cover of The Rolling Stone by Dr. Hook. The idea for this blog entry. I should have worn a jacket. I was wishful springing. Wow, he was…
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Hiding Your Light under a Bushel
I used to be in a relationship with someone who wrote a diary every single solitary day for decades. That’s pretty darned impressive. He wants to donate it to the Smithsonian someday. The thing is (yeah, yeah, there’s always a thing), no one will want to read it except the most steadfast historians. His diary…
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My Brain on Cruise Control
With an 8 hour drive ahead of me from Seattle, Washington to Missoula, Montana, I wondered what my brain would do with all that “down time”. So I decided to take a digital recorder with me and whenever I started to think about a new subject, I’d take note. I have no idea whether I’m…