Don't be scared. The things out there that are unknown aren't scary in themselves.

They are just unknown at the moment. Take the time to know them before you list
them as scary. Then the world will be a much less scary place for you.
It seemed like it should have been so simple. There was nothing inherently
difficult with getting the project done. It was simple and straightforward enough
that even a child should have been able to complete it on time, but that wasn't the
case. The deadline had arrived and the project remained unfinished.
The headphones were on. They had been utilized on purpose. She could hear her mom
yelling in the background, but couldn't make out exactly what the yelling was
about. That was exactly why she had put them on. She knew her mom would enter her
room at any minute, and she could pretend that she hadn't heard any of the previous
yelling.
He ordered his regular breakfast. Two eggs sunnyside up, hash browns, and two
strips of bacon. He continued to look at the menu wondering if this would be the
day he added something new. This was also part of the routine. A few seconds of
hesitation to see if something else would be added to the order before demuring and
saying that would be all. It was the same exact meal that he had ordered every day
for the past two years.
The wave crashed and hit the sandcastle head-on. The sandcastle began to melt under
the waves force and as the wave receded, half the sandcastle was gone. The next
wave hit, not quite as strong, but still managed to cover the remains of the
sandcastle and take more of it away. The third wave, a big one, crashed over the
sandcastle completely covering and engulfing it. When it receded, there was no
trace the sandcastle ever existed and hours of hard work disappeared forever.
The wolves stopped in their tracks, sizing up the mother and her cubs. It had been
over a week since their last meal and they were getting desperate. The cubs would
make a good meal, but there were high risks taking on the mother Grizzly. A
decision had to be made and the wrong choice could signal the end of the pack.
The box sat on the desk next to the computer. It had arrived earlier in the day and
business had interrupted her opening it earlier. She didn't who had sent it and
briefly wondered who it might have been. As she began to unwrap it, she had no idea
that opening it would completely change her life.
There are different types of secrets. She had held onto plenty of them during her
life, but this one was different. She found herself holding onto the worst type. It
was the type of secret that could gnaw away at your insides if you didn't tell
someone about it, but it could end up getting you killed if you did.
He heard the crack echo in the late afternoon about a mile away. His heart started
racing and he bolted into a full sprint. "It wasn't a gunshot, it wasn't a
gunshot," he repeated under his breathlessness as he continued to sprint.
It wasn't quite yet time to panic. There was still time to salvage the situation.
At least that is what she was telling himself. The reality was that it was time to
panic and there wasn't time to salvage the situation, but he continued to delude
himself into believing there was.
The cab arrived late. The inside was in as bad of shape as the outside which was
concerning, and it didn't appear that it had been cleaned in months. The green tree
air-freshener hanging from the rearview mirror was either exhausted of its scent or
not strong enough to overcome the other odors emitting from the cab. The correct
decision, in this case, was to get the hell out of it and to call another cab, but
she was late and didn't have a choice.
Do you think you're living an ordinary life? You are so mistaken it's difficult to
even explain. The mere fact that you exist makes you extraordinary. The odds of you
existing are less than winning the lottery, but here you are. Are you going to let
this extraordinary opportunity pass?
What have you noticed today? I noticed that if you outline the eyes, nose, and
mouth on your face with your finger, you make an "I" which makes perfect sense, but
is something I never noticed before. What have you noticed today?
The day had begun on a bright note. The sun finally peeked through the rain for the
first time in a week, and the birds were sinf=ging in its warmth. There was no way
to anticipate what was about to happen. It was a worst-case scenario and there was
no way out of it.
Things aren't going well at all with mom today. She is just a limp noodle and wants
to sleep all the time. I sure hope that things get better soon.
You know that tingly feeling you get on the back of your neck sometimes? I just got
that feeling when talking with her. You know I don't believe in sixth senses, but
there is something not right with her. I don't know how I know, but I just do.
Turning away from the ledge, he started slowly down the mountain, deciding that he
would, that very night, satisfy his curiosity about the man-house. In the meantime,
he would go down into the canyon and get a cool drink, after which he would visit
some berry patches just over the ridge, and explore among the foothills a bit
before his nap-time, which always came just after the sun had walked past the
middle of the sky. At that period of the day the suns warm rays seemed to cast a
sleepy spell over the silent mountainside, so all of the animals, with one accord,
had decided it should be the hour for their mid-day sleep.
It was difficult for him to admit he was wrong. He had been so certain that he was
correct and the deeply held belief could never be shaken. Yet the proof that he had
been incorrect stood right before his eyes. "See daddy, I told you that they are
real!" his daughter excitedly proclaimed.
It's not his fault. I know you're going to want to, but you can't blame him. He
really has no idea how it happened. I kept trying to come up with excuses I could
say to mom that would keep her calm when she found out what happened, but the more
I tried, the more I could see none of them would work. He was going to get her
wrath and there was nothing I could say to prevent it.
I haven't bailed on writing. Look, I'm generating a random paragraph at this very
moment in an attempt to get my writing back on track. I am making an effort. I will
start writing consistently again!
Sometimes it's simply better to ignore the haters. That's the lesson that Tom's dad
had been trying to teach him, but Tom still couldn't let it go. He latched onto
them and their hate and couldn't let it go, but he also realized that this wasn't
healthy. That's when he came up with his devious plan.
If you can imagine a furry humanoid seven feet tall, with the face of an
intelligent gorilla and the braincase of a man, you'll have a rough idea of what
they looked like -- except for their teeth. The canines would have fitted better in
the face of a tiger, and showed at the corners of their wide, thin-lipped mouths,
giving them an expression of ferocity.
Her mom had warned her. She had been warned time and again, but she had refused to
believe her. She had done everything right and she knew she would be rewarded for
doing so with the promotion. So when the promotion was given to her main rival, it
not only stung, it threw her belief system into disarray. It was her first big
lesson in life, but not the last.
What was beyond the bend in the stream was unknown. Both were curious, but only one
was brave enough to want to explore. That was the problem. There was always one
that let fear rule her life.
MaryLou wore the tiara with pride. There was something that made doing anything she
didn't really want to do a bit easier when she wore it. She really didn't care what
those staring through the window were thinking as she vacuumed her apartment.
"It was so great to hear from you today and it was such weird timing," he said.
"This is going to sound funny and a little strange, but you were in a dream I had
just a couple of days ago. I'd love to get together and tell you about it if you're
up for a cup of coffee," he continued, laying the trap he'd been planning for
years.
It had been her dream for years but Dana had failed to take any action toward
making it come true. There had always been a good excuse to delay or prioritize
another project. As she woke, she realized she was once again at a crossroads.
Would it be another excuse or would she finally find the courage to pursue her
dream? Dana rose and took her first step.
You can decide what you want to do in life, but I suggest doing something that
creates. Something that leaves a tangible thing once you're done. That way even
after you're gone, you will still live on in the things you created.
He was aware there were numerous wonders of this world including the unexplained
creations of humankind that showed the wonder of our ingenuity. There are huge
heads on Easter Island. There are the Egyptian pyramids. Theres Stonehenge. But he
now stood in front of a newly discovered monument that simply didn't make any sense
and he wondered how he was ever going to be able to explain it.
Sometimes that's just the way it has to be. Sure, there were probably other
options, but he didn't let them enter his mind. It was done and that was that. It
was just the way it had to be.
It was a concerning development that he couldn't get out of his mind. He'd had many
friends throughout his early years and had fond memories of playing with them, but
he couldn't understand how it had all stopped. There was some point as he grew up
that he played with each of his friends for the very last time, and he had no idea
that it would be the last.
The rain and wind abruptly stopped, but the sky still had the gray swirls of storms
in the distance. Dave knew this feeling all too well. The calm before the storm. He
only had a limited amount of time before all Hell broke loose, but he stopped to
admire the calmness. Maybe it would be different this time, he thought, with the
knowledge deep within that it wouldn't.
This is important to remember. Love isn't like pie. You don't need to divide it
among all your friends and loved ones. No matter how much love you give, you can
always give more. It doesn't run out, so don't try to hold back giving it as if it
may one day run out. Give it freely and as much as you want.
I'm meant to be writing at this moment. What I mean is, I'm meant to be writing
something else at this moment. The document I'm meant to be writing is, of course,
open in another program on my computer and is patiently awaiting my attention. Yet
here I am plonking down senseless sentiments in this paragraph because it's easier
to do than to work on anything particularly meaningful. I am grateful for the
distraction.

your three iced tea cups (one for each tea, for an easy snack) and a large baking
tray for coffee or tea. I got this recipe from her on reddit, and there are a large
number of comments here about her recipe, but it's so popular it may well be out
there (I have the recipe here).

Yield 3 cups of tea

Serves 2

Instructions:

1. In a large bowl, beat together vanilla, sugar, sugar, cinnamon and salt. Slowly
pulse until combined.

2. Add baking powder. Gradually add baking soda and mix it in. Slowly add milk (or
a bit of sugar), until blended and smooth.

3. Add a pinch of toasted sesame seeds to the milk and stir, then pour in the
cooled tea.

4. Once the froth is dissolved, stir in sweetener or cinnamon and let the tea cook
for 20 minutes. Cool this tea in some oven.

5. Once the froth is slightly reduced, add a pinch of fresh ginger and let it cook
for 1 minutes while the tea is still soft, then pour it back in a glass vat of
water (about a gallon) and let it simmer for a couple of minutes to thicken it up
enough so that it can taste.

6. To serve, add the remaining chopped nuts and chills (you'll like the flavors)
and sprinkle with a smallenergy triangle ix = x * v - x^2 + x,
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