Category: Morning Pages
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morning pages 25/04/2023
We have a lime. Small and round and green. It’s rind, pleasantly smooth and firm, it’s insides wet and plumb. This was a lime ten years in the making. Time is such a funny thing. It feels like rock. Like it’s constant and consistent, stubborn and solid, but is more like rubber. It moves and…
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morning pages | 21/04/2023
It’s been a big few weeks. But then, it feels as if that statement is perpetually true. That the quiet weeks are always just over the horizon, a little oasis of calm waiting for me if I can just get through the hecticness of the present. Putting that aside for a moment, it genuinely has…
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morning pages | 29/03/2023
Yesterday was Holly’s birthday. She turned thirty five. Thirty five is an interesting birthday. We’re well past the festivity that was every birthday when you were a kid, and even moved past the need to drink and dance and do all the things twenty somethings do on their birthdays. We are heading toward middle age.…
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morning pages | 21/03/2023
I want to start writing blogs again and in truth I know exactly where this impulse has come from, which is the newsletters from writers and other creatives that occasionally flood my inbox. They’re good. They’re inspiring, and often make me want to get my own thoughts down, to try and emulate those I’m reading…
Damian Robb 