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Mindful Taoist German
Join Date: Aug 2000
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#17 |
Mindful Taoist German
Join Date: Aug 2000
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My moment of zen is typically an hour after I wake up. Between 3 and 5 am I'll get up, have a cup of coffee, a smoke, and a poop, and then take the dog to the park.
While this started off as a pain in the ass I endured to make sure my dog pooped it has become the 30 minutes or so of my day I can empty my head without any stress and just be present in the moment. Enjoy it for what it is. My dog is between 12 and 13 years old and very soon this won't be an option. |
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Has a particular set of skills
Join Date: Dec 2003
Location: On the water
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Since retiring, and I'm in Florida, I had to put up bird feeders in the backyard. Parrots squawking at the doves that these are their sunflower seeds. While the dog is sniffing and pissing on everything he can find. Watching that simple joy is appreciated more these days than a couple of decades earlier when I just wanted to the dog to finish his business and get back inside. I think as we go about our lives raising a family, pursuing our careers, just trying to get by, we don't really appreciate the simple pleasures of just watching a happy joyful dog. ![]() |
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#19 |
King Shit of **** Mountain
Join Date: Aug 2000
Location: Texarkana, Texas
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That light is fire. It turns night in to day.
I'm about 10 miles south of Texarkana where I'll likely take my last breath. Hopefully that breath doesn't include fumes from the paper mill 2 miles south of me. |
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#20 |
Exasperated
Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: Africa
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My grandparents lived 5 miles or so from a large papermill in the hills of SW Virginia. I'll never forget the unique smell.
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#21 |
**** you, you cretin.
Join Date: Jan 2012
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#22 |
King Shit of **** Mountain
Join Date: Aug 2000
Location: Texarkana, Texas
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It'd odd that I smell it less here than I did when I lived in town. Or maybe most of the smell came from the mill 20 miles north. Or I'm just old and my olfactory factory has said "**** it".
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