Category Archives: Playground

“Writing isn’t how you move the pen on the paper; it’s how you move the world in your mind.”

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Fur is murder!

So are cheeseburgers; but they’re so tasty.

You have blood on your hands!

I use soap.

That’s not a valid argument.

I’m not looking for an argument.

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hipsterocracy

I find it ironic that there’s a hipster ‘look.’ Doesn’t that defeat the whole purpose?

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The sky is falling down to Earth;

Save us all from going splat.

Chicken little bought a hard hat;

Did you get your money’s worth?

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What are you going to study?

I don’t know. Everything… Nothing.

I mean, what’s your major going to be?

Whatever I end up studying.

Can you spit out one straight answer?

Sarcasm is the spice of life.

…so what do you like to do?

I like writing.

You should be a writing major.

You should be a life coach.

What?

It’s not like it pays the bills or anything.

But you like writing, witty lines, playing with words; so why not be a writer?

I like playing with words, but I’m not just going to jump into bed with them.

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Nike

Amidst  a convention center crowded with happy bubbly people there stood a grumpy looking woman, slightly over weight, bending over to pick up trash one piece at a time, meticulously–definitely paid by the hour–her scowl and her shirt expressing her love for her job, both reading “JUST DO IT.”

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mirror

You are the mirror. The world around you is a reflection of how you act and how you see it. Do what you enjoy, and if you don’t enjoy something, don’t leave and do something else; instead, make what you’re doing enjoyable.

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