Tag: Writing
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At Least We Have Our Memories
Can you remember the young days?The days when we were young? Everyday was exciting, differentEvery trip an expeditionEvery game matteredno matter how silly or made up Every night we were scaredby ghosts lurking in the shadowsbut every morning we rejoicedThe ghosts were all gone Every puddle was an oceanEvery cloud had a faceEvery tree was…
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Noah’s Art
The paintings gave Noah stomach cramps. He stumbled from one to the next, holding his stomach tightly with one hand, spilling wine out of the glass in the other. All the paintings in the entire gallery were, to put it simply, crap. One after the other: crap after shit after garbage after crap. He wanted…
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Leopard Skin Undies
The leopard skin undies hanging from the doorknob swung lightly in the breeze. Who left a window open somewhere, I thought. I almost went over to check before realizing that the undies were more important than the breeze. There’s an old saying, “The undies are always more important than the breeze.” I brought my attention…
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Banning Words is Counterproductive
If I could permanently ban a word from general usage, it would be the word “ban”, because then no one else will be able to ban any other word. Ban will be banned so you couldn’t ban any other word. “I want to ban so and so word,” you’d say. “You’re under arrest for using…
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My Spirit Animal is a Moth
Moving forward on my journey to become a self published author, I decided to use my graphic design skills to design some basic branding for my blog and upcoming YouTube channel. At first I just wanted a simple monogram or a script-font-signature-style logo, but nothing was impressing me much so I decided to use a…
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Rudya Aditya 