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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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- An Unexpected Arrival
- Bad News framing an otherwise Typical Day
- A Man Without A Home (/Computer)
- Unexpected
- Mostly Good...
- Thank God For Huckleberry Finn
- It's Just That Time of Year.
- Various and Welcome Forms of Reprieve.
- The Last Saturday Before School
- Camp Gideon & A Trip Toward the Farm
- The Unbearable Lightness of Being
- Revivalism and Hope
- In Which The Joys of Childhood Sustain the Doldrum...
- School Is In The Air
- Leisure and Work in Equal Measure
- Feelings of School & Feelings of Summertime.
- Exhaustion from a Lot of Little Things
- Moments are Sometimes Helpful Ways to Remember a Day
- Tuesday
- Back to the Grind
- Long Drive Home: Remembering High School
- 20 Year Reunion
- Catching Up With People I Love
- Getting There, then Being There
- My Vagrancy Adventure Part Three: In Which the Rom...
- My Vagrancy Adventure Part Two: In Which Sleeping ...
- My Vagrancy Adventure Part One: In Which the Roman...
- Getting Ready for the Big Trip
- True North
- A Very Friday Feeling Friday
- Pretty Chill
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