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When Lynn found her great grandfather's diary, many of the entries read:
Dug Coal. Rained.
I suppose if my world demanded such work in such conditions, I too, may have grown terse.
Dug Coal. Rained.
I suppose if my world demanded such work in such conditions, I too, may have grown terse.
On the other hand, the artificial imposition of Two Sentences A Day seemed like exactly what's needed to satisfy my yearning to archive the daily flow of life.
To bookmark particular sensations and experience.
To leave a scar that I can return to be assured that I really was alive back then:
My life really did happen.
So for the last year I wrote two sentences a day.
These days I'm re-reading to see whether the archival urge and the reflexive urge together can do anything to heal my soul or shed insight across a tiny sliver of the world...
Some Representative Days
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June
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- Amtrak to Chicago
- The Beach
- Away
- 16th Anniversary Getaway
- Muskegon Summertime
- We're Hee-eere!
- Tomorrow We Go
- Family Portrait
- Fun at the Wedding
- One of Those Days
- Downstage!
- Good Day / Bad Day?: You Make The Call.
- Morning = Ugh, Afternoon = Ah-Hah!
- Fathers Day and Cancer
- Happy Fathers Day
- 16 Years
- Back and Forth
- I'm Still Being Sued, but...
- The World is Not Just One Thing.
- All Day Playdate
- Whew!
- In Which the Tone Exceeds the Particular Events
- Busy Day, Crowded Pool
- Schools Out For The Summer!
- Fitchy Eet.
- Suprising Delights...
- Breakneck Monday
- Hard Day's Work
- Soccer & the Symphony
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