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The sun was already peeking through the blinds when I finally shuffled out of bed, feeling both guilty and giddy for having indulged in such a luxurious sleep-in. My usual routine is dictated by early mornings, so waking up at 9:38 am felt almost rebellious. As I wandered into the kitchen, the quiet calm of…
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At my age… the ripe old age of 67, my parents were retired. My Daddy from his Chiropractic Practice, My Mom from her shop, and her varied interests. They had retired from our hometown and built their house on Saint Simos Island. They had planned it and enjoyed the building, decorating, and living there. My…
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Rambling Thoughts Inspired by a Meme and the Shadows of Memory and Imagination… There’s something about Sundays that makes the mind wander. Maybe it’s the quiet here on My Acres, maybe it’s the slower pace that I grew up knowing on this day of the week. Yesterday, my thoughts drifted as I moved through familiar…
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Rambling on about Escaping reality and finding my peace… Sometimes the world feels unbearably heavy. The constant hum of screens, the barrage of falsehoods spun relentlessly into a tangled web, and the exhausting repetition of day-to-day routines can leave us gasping for air. The urge to escape is powerful—not from life itself, but from the…
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Rambling Thoughts on a Cloudy Day, it all started with a sign… Today is one of those days—cloudy, with a chill lingering in the air, not just outside but within me as well. The grayness seems to seep through the windows and settle on my thoughts. My mind flits about, half cataloging the tasks that…
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Rambling on the Perspective of Life… They say with age comes wisdom, and perhaps, a touch of humility. As I navigate the path of life, I find myself often reflecting on the power of perspective—a force so subtle yet so profound that it shapes our thoughts, feelings, and emotions each day. The world outside sometimes…
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Rambling on about Personal Exploration and Losing and Finding Expression… Words are my anchor. They’re the threads that stitch my day together, the bridge between my mind and the world outside. I’ve always been chatty—a lover of conversation, a collector of stories, someone who thrives on connection. Yet lately, I find myself treading water in…
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Rambling on about To-Do List, Boundaries, Solitude, and Self-Care…. We all have a to-do list. Whether it’s scribbled in a journal, tapped out in a phone app, or jotted down mentally, these lists capture our intentions, goals, and responsibilities. Some items are routine such as chores, groceries, work tasks, but there are others that linger,…
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Deep and Sad Thoughts on Milestones, Identity, and Belonging…. Fifty years have passed since I walked through the halls of my high school, Griffin High School, good old GHS, surrounded by faces that were once so familiar, so foundational to my early experiences of the world. This year marks the milestone of my 50th graduation…
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Rambling on about the lifetime of aspirations of an Ole’ Woman… Once upon a time, there was a young girl who loved history and learning of the past… She dreamed of being an archeologist. Of digging up the past in Europe or South America. Then she grew up a bit more… Then a young girl…
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