Tag: birthday
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Picture It
It’s my son’s nineteenth birthday today. We sat on the sofa last night as he opened presents, one of which was a book of routes up Scottish mountains, and he said he’d recently stood in Glasgow bus station and felt the west coast wind rush at him, willing him to get on the waiting bus…
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comme ci, comme ça
I put filters on photos all the time. Some folk think it’s cheating. Others couldn’t give a flying fuck. Others still say it’s about creating your own reality and that’s an everyday essential (and sometimes radical) act. I’ve realised it’s time to put filters on things I hear, too. I’ve realised there are times I’m…
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52and39/35 Back of the Net
I’m thinking a LOT about self sabotage. I’m thinking about how I’ve elaborately protected myself from failure by subtlely self- sabotaging goals to such an extent that, it seemed, they just weren’t meant to be. *sigh* I guess it’s my age. I’ll be 39 tomorrow. If I’m lucky I’m a little under the halfway point in my life.…