Author: alexprzybyla
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Feels something like home (pt. 2)
My recent hike to one of Hong Kong’s outlying islands was uneventful and I didn’t feel engaged by it. I think this is because hikes, without companions, do not usually have stories attached to them. I walked into the middle of a hidden park in Hong Kong the other day, entering by way of old…
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Feels something like home (pt. 1)
The other day I walked into a park in Hong Kong that made me feel like I may be in the right place, after all. In a very short time, I came here hoping to make Hong Kong feel something like home. Wherever home was, I always had a place where stories lived, and where…
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The First Time I Looked to the Water
My first day in the new office began slowly. It was a Thursday, and Wednesday and Friday were both holidays, so by 9:30, when I was one of four people out of thirty present, I started to guess that most had prudently taken the day off. There was little to do but sit and think…
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Come, and exult!
Come, you phantoms! This task, surely, You will enjoy. I will ask you To hold many Treasures – my Precious things. I can’t keep watch Over them all; their Beauty, though dusty, Is far too much to behold, Albeit in mine own eyes alone. There are many heavy things here, And these elect few are especially…
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The feeling when you jump, and your stomach floats up, smiling…
Who told you that silly story? Oh, Soul, it does delight me so, to see you enveloped in mirth. There is a lightness of which we don’t partake too much these days. There is a sweetness in that lightness. It reminds me of those (perhaps this is painfully obvious) Most common aestival things, like the…
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Hong Kong
I arrived in Hong Kong last night. A friend of mine was still in town on the tail end of her trip, and so I had someone to eat with and walk around with and talk to. This was a great blessing, and I was so thankful for it, starting Hong Kong with a friendly…
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Fog
– I’ve been speaking into fog. My voice it craves; My words it keeps In a pretty box, Never to be shared, Just stored away. Soon it may go, But it hasn’t told me when. –
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A Tour of the Home Base
yes, this post is for mum. it’s a tour of my apartment, where i’ve been the last few months. you’ve arrived at the 37th floor! getting close to my door! here it is! my door! it’s already open! yes, it is mostly a hotel room. …
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Rule #32: Enjoy the Little Things
An old draft from the November days with current comments. Coffee at Work The newest Thing to Be Excited About is Coffee Time at work. Every day, as I am beginning the process of what an old friend used to call “shuttin’ ‘er down”, I save a little happy time for around 4:30 or 5:00.…
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13 Tips on How to Rock a Grocery Store Visit
Examples will proceed the rules which they serve to highlight. Enjoy… and take heed. 13 Tips on How to Rock a Grocery Store Visit I have a disturbing confession. The last two hours are a complete blur. I have no idea what happened. I’m home now, and the swirl has settled, but I have to…
hablando solo 