On Pixel Area and Newfound Kinship
What follows are my thoughts on the website Pixel Area and how it then inspired me to create a companion website, Pixel Kinship.
Thoughts, stories and ideas.
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What follows are my thoughts on the website Pixel Area and how it then inspired me to create a companion website, Pixel Kinship.
Descendants, please pull from the list below as you deem most applicable based on the situation that brought about my timely (the author writes optimistically) demise. Here's a list of potential inscriptions for a future tombstone...
By "Last Words", I am loosely referring to epitaphs, epigraphs, inscriptions, and the like. I say loosely because at some point the line got blurred, and my list of suitable last words
Someone once told me that growth happens in the uncomfortable. Which is fine, at first…But, what if the growth doesn't stop?
A quick trip to Louisville that featured the following items of note: a cheesy affair, a serendipitous occurrence that makes one question how big the world really is, and a red door that led to a shop, which I wouldn't be surprised to be there one day and gone the next...
Captured in Sequatchie, Tennessee after a long run through the wilds. A peaceful moment that I would return to in a heartbeat if given the opportunity.
This past week was a rough one that I hope not to experience again anytime soon. Without diving into the details, I survived and the week overall had some slivers of sunshine that made it all worthwhile in the end. What follows is a recap of those slivers of sunshine.
Since I acquired a rice cooker, one of my go-to easy meals is, you guessed it, oatmeal. Here's the recipe that I've settled on.
After having kind of a mentally rough day, I felt inspired to ruminate on the therapeutic powers of running. Out flowed these words which contain the music that powered the run and had my day ending on a high note.
It's that perfect synchronicity of thought, action, movement, and exertion that's somehow fallen into entrainment with the natural world around you...You are the step, the breath, the road, the birdsong floating on the breeze.