Procrastination and JPEGs.

I have an essay ready to go, but this isn’t it. That piece is all PTSD and ugly bits, and I’m not feeling that today. Or rather, I don’t want to feel that today. I had a bad night: I feel frayed. Combining my lack of patience with the ugly ignorance easily discoverable online seems like a bad idea. So, I’m mostly going to stand down.

Thus, we have a first for me: a deconstructed collage. That sounds better than saying, “here are some memes.” The good thing is that I can now clear them off my desktop. It’s not enough to like them: I like to make sure I share.

The Art of Aphorism.
Credit unknown.
Lisa didn’t say it. In case you were worried.
Butter is good.
I want this pin.
Things we’ve forgotten.

By Em

I like writing. Words help me unpack my thoughts so things start to make sense. I suppose that once I figure out life, the universe, and everything (my thanks to Douglas Adams), I'll have nothing left to say. "Writing is an exploration. You start from nothing, and learn as you go." E. L. Doctorow


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