Journal Entry # 249 – Just the Tip

NICE BERG

There is more to you than what’s on the surface. The presence of who you really are lies much deeper. Beneath is where your power and greatness exist. – Ash

A Shade of Ash # 48 – Ain’t Life a Burch

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There are certain things I pass along the way that remind me of certain people, of certain places, and of certain times. All of which makes me smile both inside and out. Giving me those thoughts, feelings, and emotions once again. The photo above is why I love those very certainties of life. – Ash 






A Shade of Ash # 47 – As I Drift Ashore

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Realizing age adds character has proven to be quite a grounding experience. – Ash






Calm – Haiku

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the shore is sleeping 
as the blanket dark tucks in  
night sound til morning 
 

A Shade of Ash # 46 – The Longest Yarn

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I only have a portion of your whole life. But because I gorged, it is enough to sustain me for the remainder of my own. Your stories like ripened fruit that were picked just for me. In the garden, we grew together. They remain sweet to this very day. You taught me there’s no spoil in a deep-rooted yarn. A good yield will last forever when you remember where they’re planted. – Ash






Am I Write? # 46 – Poof to a Proof

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When I write, I disappear for a while. But I always come back with a story to tell. – Ash  

Bike Writer # 61 – I Like to Overlook Things

When you concentrate on the highs in life, the perspective of a low can change. – Ash

Am I Write? # 45 – Let Me Put It in Writing

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It’s not a blank page to me, it’s where the story begins. There’s an intimacy in that. Your work could have a million pages but you’ll never forget your first. – Ash  

A Shade of Ash # 45 – Jogging My Memories

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Running helps me store memories from what I can recall. – Ash






Second Thoughts # 15 – ISBN Thinking About This Memory

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Caught the bus for my afternoon classes only to have them cancelled. What now? Oh, I know. Off to the university library I go. Where I spent almost all of my free time while on campus. It was a five-minute walk from my political science class and I used every second of it to get there. Soaking up the semester sun and atmosphere of an ordinary Wednesday late 1990’s.

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