Tag: acceptance

The Running Start

Remember those toys from when we were kids? Most of the specific toys being referred to were designed as cars. To play with them was simple — pull the car back for it to buzz and zip across the floor. I was a little indifferent towards them. The clicking sound was annoying to me —…

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Accepting 2014

I’m not a fan of even numbers, which means odd numbers have been favorable.  The only even number that has struck a chord is, oddly, 76.  It has come as a surprise that 2013, the year of my 30th birthday, was such a beneficial, successful and eye-opening year.  More friends and connections were made, more…

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Running Away From 2014

I took some time to sit on this follow-up, which takes off moments from the previous post, to chronicle the wavering disaster in my head while everything else in reality seemed to be going off without a hitch.  I simply wanted to grab a beer and have some alone time, pretend that I was waiting…

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My Next Step (Part 1 of 2)

Thursday, the 5th of December, is our/the Syracuse Improv Collective’s final open mic night (Non SICuitur Thursday) of the year.  The show will be at the CNY Playhouse in Shoppingtown Mall.  We will be continuing this monthly series next year, because people have been increasingly interested in it.  They’ll be performances of  improv, music, and stand up comedy.  This…

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Cold Coffee

[Yesterday…] Waking up to this morning was a black-and-white photograph, but the filter displayed the slightest color in just a certain spot.  Kind of like this: Blame it on the cold temperature.  Blame it on the snow upon the ground.  Blame it on the lake effect snowflakes falling from the sky.  It’s all perception, however.   Sometimes…

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Mind. Blown.

Sometimes you have to step back for a moment, and your physical location does not matter.  You have to put things into perspective. Sure onlookers and those who pass by will look at you, well, differently; however, that shouldn’t really matter.  Things are going well, and you don’t know what to do with yourself.  Life’s…

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