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Goals

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I’ve always been really bad at setting personal goals. Or maybe all goals? I suppose I do manage to set milestones and deadlines for my work. There are outside pressures making sure I get things done. My faults are only most obvious when it comes to the things I do for myself. Things I want to do, but don’t necessarily have to. I want to write more. So I reopened my latest WordPress blog. I was inspired by a few personal websites coworkers had created and were creating, so I plopped down a nominal sum for this domain and some… 

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2010

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Another poem, one I really don’t want to lose, from 2010 or 2011, that exemplifies my obsession with iambic pentameter at the time: O life – such temporary bliss. / What wonders shall it have in store for me? / The fleeting moments of…

2018

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Two short poems I found from about two years ago. Beginnings Afraid to begin / Yet more afraid to remain unheard / Bland and unremarkable / A drop in an ocean / Missing the waves / Sinking, forgotten, into the sands Lonely Have you ever heard the sound of loneliness?…

2009

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I found a poem I still remember writing from January 2009. I kind of still like it: What is love? Love is the calming blend of blues and greens, the light pop as each individual bubble floats and disappears into the air – Freedom. Love is the soothing voice that lulls us to sleep when our spirits are unsatisfied and our wills unconquered, the soft lights that dance across her hair. Love is the morning breath of fresh air that tells us, ‘You’re alive; you’re still alive.’ Love is the cool breeze on a hot summer day, the crash of… 

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To My Downstairs Neighbor

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Please be patient and considerate as most of us move to staying home. Every one of us is going through something similar. You may not think of us as your housemates, but we do share a home. These are uncertain and difficult times, and I understand if you’re more stressed and anxious than usual. Me too! I promise I’m not stomping around on purpose. I swear I can’t control my cats zooming around — yes, sometimes even during quiet hours. Ever since your first noise complaint the night we moved in, my housemates and I have tip-toed around in the… 

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Changing Expectations

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For the longest time, I believed that I would go to a top college, get good grades, end up in grad school, graduate with a Masters or a PhD, and make a bunch of money programming or creating art or writing novels or educating the next generation. I would get married to someone I loved, optionally have some kids, and spend my life’s earnings taking care of my parents and buying cool new technology and a lifetime of video games. When I was nearing my high school graduation, I narrowed down my career options to “computer science,” because my dad… 

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From the Beginning

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My name is Kathy. I was born on the 13th of February. I am in my 5th year of college, and I should be graduating in March. I like playing games, listening to music, and reading webcomics. I snack constantly and eat meals at odd hours, and I most enjoy singing when I’m alone. I like to talk to strangers and research random topics on the internet, and I think I type pretty fast. I enjoy drawing and creating graphics, but I’ve never been confident enough in my art to take it seriously. I select and re-select electronic text obsessively,… 

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