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#162 Inktober 4: Radio

Radios scare me. Do they scare you? There is something eerie about radios. Who is on the other side? It’s creepy. Think about it. I have been listening to the Vincent Price radio station. I have been in a Halloween mood and Vince Price really helps set the spirit of hallows eve. His stories are… Continue reading #162 Inktober 4: Radio

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#160 Inktober 2: Wisp

Inktober 2: Wisp A wisp of smoke curled up into the air. The smoke circled the luminous moon until it shined like a round pumpkin waiting to burst into flames. Slowly the wind wishes down toward the rickety branches. There, she stands. Her finger nails as long a needles. Sharp and long. If she scratches… Continue reading #160 Inktober 2: Wisp

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#159: Inktober 1 :Fish

A tired sailor is heading into an immensely dark night through the Atlantic Ocean. The rest of the crew is fast asleep as he stays up, steering wheel. The captain never checks up on the night crew which was a relief because John has been know for dosing off on the job. Tonight, he sips… Continue reading #159: Inktober 1 :Fish

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#72 Happy Halloween

The show must go on no matter what. Hollywood is a glorified disaster, especially for women. Trish Lebowski walked onto the stage to answer questions about her upcoming film. The audience just saw a screening for it and they seemed to be responding well. She wore a simple black dress with red lipstick and her… Continue reading #72 Happy Halloween

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#70 a little progress makes all the difference

Progress. It’s my favorite time of the year. I have made progress in terms of living in the moment. It’s no where I need to be but it’s a start. I have been trying not to let my mind wander and just be as present as possible. I try not to let my mind reflect… Continue reading #70 a little progress makes all the difference

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#69 Death

Death. It might be the cause of my PMDD but death crosses my mind constantly. I’ve been told that I am obsessed. I knock on wood constantly throughout the day because bad thought cross my mind and it is said that if you knock on wood…the devil won’t hear you. I know that sounds crazy… Continue reading #69 Death