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Monasterio de San Lorenzo de El Escritorial 
Monasterio de San Lorenzo de El Escritorial 
Monasterio de San Lorenzo de El Escritorial 
The doors of Monasterio de San Lorenzo de El Escritorial 
Monasterio de San Lorenzo de El Escritorial 
Monasterio de San Lorenzo de El Escritorial 
Parque de El Retiro 
Parque de El Retiro 
ethereal heron 
Cima Tosa at Lake Molveno Italy 
One of the many waterfalls at Monasterio de Piedra, Spain
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Back when I was growing up, books were one of my biggest sources of entertainment. I loved to read. Not especially fiction books, but I wanted to read about historical events, peoples opinions, ideas, etc. I love the idea of reading. I own hundreds of books. I once worked at a niche bookstore. I am
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It’s new years as shocking as it might be, yet another year has passed us by and boy do they seem to fly faster and faster. I like to say that I usually don’t fall for the typical New Year’s resolutions bandwagon, only to give up after a few weeks. But this year is a
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I think it was a month ago exactly that I said I wanted to continue writing my blog as an outlet and something I wanted to stick to. One month later, I obviously didn’t. I could say it’s frustrating that I can’t follow through with anything, but like dealing with someone who’s burned you a
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I answered one of those daily prompts about something that I needed to do but hadn’t. I railed and whined about how my health was in a bit of a bad spot and that the great American way of have health insurance or go fuck yourself, was not working well for me. I knew I
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What have you been putting off doing? Why? I’m sitting here wiping away tears trying to find something to feel positive about for fear that my stress will make everything worse. You see, I’m avoiding getting my bloodwork done and seeing my doctors. Ever since I was fired by a company that doesn’t even deserve
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What is your favorite hobby or pastime? I have no idea what my favorite hobby or past time is as it changes with the wind. Maybe it’ll be collecting perfume this week, maybe next week I’ll go back to researching places in the map, or now it’s binging about shipwrecks. Hey remember that covid idea
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It’s a new month. The possibilities are endless of what I could excitedly commit myself to accomplishing that I may or may not follow through with. Every month to me is like a New Year’s resolution list in which I choose lofty goals to achieve and then I promptly don’t when met with the slightest
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I accept that I am hopelessly ADHD. I struggle with executive function in every sense of the word. I can’t plan anything, except planning to buy planners that I fill out one week of and set on the shelf to never be opened again. I can’t manage time for the life of me. I make
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I can’t say I have ever been a happy person. I think by the age of 12 I was just generally severely unhappy and isolated. I didn’t fit in well with other kids. I was awkward and went off on weird tangents about weird topics no one cared about. I was insufferably lonely; something that
Ghosts in The Attic 