I'm commenting and sharing my thoughts. I liked listening to your stammering exposition because it's nice to recognise voices that speak honestly.
I'm interested:;found a handful of substackers in the last few days. All of which aren't thrashing around inside a quagmire and trying to escape it by using either a chat-gpt augmented or masochistically manifested essay which is then posted here. Here where many other contemporaneously relevant attention vacuums struggle against the same black hole sun's dismal interplanetary suck.
Thank you, I think. I do stutter, and ramble at times. It's my hope that the payoff is what you said, a real sense of authenticity. I rarely have answers, but I frequently have notable experiences. If that helps writers in their journey, yes, bless!
Thanks for listening and for the comment. I love hearing others' thoughts.
I totally miss smoking. I LOVED it. But between the cost, the smell, and ultimate the asthma/lung issues, I just can't. I quit cold turkey in October 2005.
Ironically, Randy was never a smoker but loved when I did. He's weird. My husband is weird.
Mexican food is my favorite (that and Italian, but more so Mexican). But I'm not a fan of Chipotle, to be honest.
I won't rehash my personal philosophy here. You have a good idea about it. I've just done this for so long - admittedly wrong. But for all my supposed negativity, I couldn't continue this course without some level of true belief and maybe a bit of "expectation" of the ultimate outcome.
As for alcohol, I probably drank most in my early 20s. I left advertising because I just couldn't continue all the drinking. There was a LOT of it going on. I enjoy it, but it seems I just can't "commit" to it.
You're going to be okay, Jody. That may sound glib or dismissive, but I don't mean it that way - and I know you know that. You have my love and friendship and my utmost belief in you and your journey.
You have my love and friendship as well. I'm grateful for your continued support and kindness.
And, unlike the last hole I fell in, this one lasted just a couple days and I stood, brushed off, cleaned my cuts and now I'm carrying on. It feels good.
I'm commenting and sharing my thoughts. I liked listening to your stammering exposition because it's nice to recognise voices that speak honestly.
I'm interested:;found a handful of substackers in the last few days. All of which aren't thrashing around inside a quagmire and trying to escape it by using either a chat-gpt augmented or masochistically manifested essay which is then posted here. Here where many other contemporaneously relevant attention vacuums struggle against the same black hole sun's dismal interplanetary suck.
Bless!
Thank you, I think. I do stutter, and ramble at times. It's my hope that the payoff is what you said, a real sense of authenticity. I rarely have answers, but I frequently have notable experiences. If that helps writers in their journey, yes, bless!
Thanks for listening and for the comment. I love hearing others' thoughts.
Answers are served up boilerplate these days. Stone cold rhetorical and nothing for the audience to resonate or ponder on.
Looking forward to hearing more 😃
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I totally miss smoking. I LOVED it. But between the cost, the smell, and ultimate the asthma/lung issues, I just can't. I quit cold turkey in October 2005.
Ironically, Randy was never a smoker but loved when I did. He's weird. My husband is weird.
Mexican food is my favorite (that and Italian, but more so Mexican). But I'm not a fan of Chipotle, to be honest.
I won't rehash my personal philosophy here. You have a good idea about it. I've just done this for so long - admittedly wrong. But for all my supposed negativity, I couldn't continue this course without some level of true belief and maybe a bit of "expectation" of the ultimate outcome.
As for alcohol, I probably drank most in my early 20s. I left advertising because I just couldn't continue all the drinking. There was a LOT of it going on. I enjoy it, but it seems I just can't "commit" to it.
You're going to be okay, Jody. That may sound glib or dismissive, but I don't mean it that way - and I know you know that. You have my love and friendship and my utmost belief in you and your journey.
You have my love and friendship as well. I'm grateful for your continued support and kindness.
And, unlike the last hole I fell in, this one lasted just a couple days and I stood, brushed off, cleaned my cuts and now I'm carrying on. It feels good.