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I lost track of writing time

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For nearly a decade, I have written a post every day until one day I didn’t. I felt horribly about missing a day. Then I went back to writing every day, until one day I didn’t. Then, that routine happened a few more times.

This week, I think I didn’t write for two days in a row. I didn’t feel a twinge of guilt. Life happens. One stalls. Things come up. It’s been a rough few weeks.

My inspiration for writing is a little tapped out. But, in scrolling through my photos, I came across this photo of this completely beautiful and delicious pork chop. I wasn’t able to eat it all but it gave me great pleasure. And, today just happens to be my wordpress anniversary.

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  3. 4598 Consecutive Days Now Writing Online
    Ever Since ThanksGiving Day 2010 First Only

    An Exercise to Get my Mind off the Suicide Disease
    Wake to Sleep 33 Months into Type Two Trigeminal

    Neuralgia Enduring the Worst Known Pain to Humankind
    With the Screen Turned All The Way Down in Brightness Still Each

    Letter Word and Paragraph Lines All the Way ACRoSS The Page A Mountain

    of Pain Seemingly

    Then With No
    Top or Bottom
    True 33 Months More
    of 66 Months of Numb and
    Pain No Drug Would Touch
    Wake to Sleep Then Now Yes

    118 Months A Gift of Original
    Creativity Each Day A Butterfly’s

    Wings So Far Out of the Mechanical
    Cognition of Before That Attempted to

    Materially Reduce the World Objectively

    Now the Subject Is Free As A Butterfly

    Needs No Map to Explore Ya Just

    Feel and Sense The Creativity

    Welling Within Springing

    Fountain With No Bottom Now

    Or Top Too Dreamtime Beyond
    All Discrete Measures of Science

    SonG oF A SoUL Butterfly Wings New
    Free of the Musty Old Cocoon of Before

    Or All those Caterpillar Legs i Used to Trip on Too

    And Now A Public Dance
    118 Months All
    18,466 MiLeS
    in Flow Free
    FRiENDS

    With
    Gravity

    Balancing the
    Great All in All
    Within Inside
    Outside Above
    So Below

    God
    Yes
    All
    Around
    For Real

    Dear
    Miriam
    With SMiLes…

    Yeah It’s True Creativity
    For that First 53 Years
    A ‘Pork Chop’ So Clear

    And Tasty to Eat

    Yet Only An Opaque
    Window So Blind to Taste

    YeS Only Another
    Ground Hog Day
    ‘AGHoGDaY’

    Till
    Set
    Free
    With
    Butterfly
    Wings SPRinGinG Allone
    Beauty out of Ashes Alone..:)

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  4. It’s really an accomplishment to have kept up your blogging, as so many do drop out. Congratulations, and happy blog anniversary. đŸ™‚

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  7. Congratulations. What a fabulous site!! I am trying not to be intimidated. After four years, I discovered how to schedule
    posts. I shall thoroughly enjoy my new home. What I have read, thus far has been wunnerful…*hugs self*

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