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I like you. Can I see you’re brains.

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What are the qualities and traits that other people have that I admire

Ah see this is a good one, I see loads of qualities in my friends that I would love to have. In no particular order, I give you…

  1. Emotional regulation – Yes sadly I have massive issues with emotional control which others seem to possess
  2. Focus – I have too many plates spinning at any time to bring one plate down and finish seems impossible.
  3. Procrastiation – I can sit there for hours hallucinating shit but not focus on being productive
  4. Intellect – I wing it, would be nice to borrow a few of my friend’s brains.
    We will cap it there as it’s just plain depressing but having friends who have these traits makes it an honour to call them my friends.

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QOTD

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Daily writing prompt
Are you holding a grudge? About?
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I like to think that I hold many grudges, against many people. However, I don’t. If someone has wronged me I will have a grudge but it will only last hours not days and weeks. Well. In theory. There was this gang in Spain doing the usual tourist traps. I was with my brother, he’s older, apparently, that makes you wiser. So tourist trap of guessing where the spot is. Idiot gives them money and shockingly he loses it. Makes me pull out my wallet. They grab the money from it. I had a grudge against them. Still do if I think about it. I was only young, like 14 or something. If they are on fire I wouldn’t put them out. Let’s put it that way.


Now, I’m sure I’ll have more grudges in my life and will be pleased to share them with you.

QOTD – Reeead all about it

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Daily writing prompt
Share a story about the furthest you’ve ever traveled from home.
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We were somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the drugs began to take hold.

If you get it you, get it.

The longest flight I’ve been on was a Heathrow to St Lucia. I being all of 14 dying for a nicotine hit in the humid, loud and generally uninviting plane cabin. My dad was friends with a factory owner there who wanted my dad to install and set up a water bottling company. He asked if we could tag along, me & my brother, for some culture lessons.

We hit the tarmac and in true style, the factory owner waved us past security control and bundled us into a black car and drove for what felt like hours. The cigarette cravings now pounding my head. We got to a bar. It was night. Mum and Dad went into the no-walled bar and ordered us all drinks. I walked a few feet and it was literally sea.

I looked up.

“Bro.. Look up”, I said. “Why?” he grumbled. “Just fucking look up”.

“Whoa”

If you live with light pollution at night you don’t see many stars. When you come to a poorer country and look up with no light pollution. IT BLOWS YOUR MIND. You could see everything. To a 14 year old that was a significant moment in my life. That there are stars up there. That we cannot be alone. So many stars. So not trying to quote 2001: Space Odyssey.

So after doing that for what seemed like hours. I scored some smokes. I was given some salt fish and a banana milkshake. I lay back on one of the deck chairs. I started to live.

Short Story: About similarites

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Christ…

The world is a big and diverse place, but there are also many similarities between people. We all have the same basic needs, such as food, water, and shelter. We all experience emotions, such as love, joy, and sadness. And we all have the capacity for compassion, empathy, and love.

Sometimes, it can be easy to focus on our differences. We might be different in terms of our culture, our religion, or our language. But it’s important to remember that our similarities are just as important.

Short Story: About differences

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OMG these are getting harder and harder.

The world is a big and diverse place, and there are people from all walks of life. We come from different cultures, speak different languages, and have different beliefs. But even though we are different, we all have one thing in common: we are all human beings.

We all have our own unique experiences and perspectives, and these differences can make us interesting and even fascinating. But sometimes, our differences can also lead to conflict. When we don’t understand each other, it can be easy to judge and misunderstand.

But it’s important to remember that our differences are what make us special. They are what make the world a more interesting place. So instead of judging each other, we should try to learn from each other. We should try to understand each other’s perspectives, and we should celebrate our differences.

Short Story: About mistakes

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I was so excited to start my new job as a software engineer. I had been working hard for this opportunity, and I was eager to prove myself.

I was assigned to a team that was working on a new project. The project was due in a few weeks, and we were all under a lot of pressure to get it done.

I was working on a particularly complex piece of code, and I was feeling a lot of stress. I was so focused on getting the code right that I didn’t notice that I had made a mistake.

When I finally finished the code, I ran it through the compiler. The tests failed, and I realized that I had made a mistake.

I was so disappointed in myself. I had let my team down, and I had jeopardized the success of the project.

I went to my manager and told him what I had done. He was understanding, but he told me that I would have to fix the mistake.

I worked late into the night to fix the mistake. I was so tired, but I knew that I had to get it right.

Finally, I fixed the mistake, and the tests passed. I was so relieved, but I knew that I had learned my lesson.

I had made a mistake, and I had to pay the price. But I also learned that it’s important to own up to your mistakes and learn from them

Short Story: About Pain

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The pain was like a knife twisting in my gut. It was sharp and sudden, and it made me double over. I gasped for breath, and my eyes filled with tears.

I didn’t know what was wrong with me. I had never felt pain like this before. It was like something was tearing me apart from the inside out.

I tried to stand up, but the pain was too much. I fell to the ground, writhing in agony. I could feel the tears streaming down my face, and I could hear my own screams echoing in my ears.

I didn’t know how long I lay there, but it felt like an eternity. The pain eventually subsided, but it left me feeling weak and shaken. I didn’t know what had happened to me, but I knew that I would never forget the pain.

The pain was a physical manifestation of the emotional pain I was feeling. I had been through a lot in my life, and I was carrying a lot of baggage. The pain was a way for my body to release all of that pent-up emotion.

The pain was also a reminder that I was still alive. It was a reminder that I was capable of feeling things, even the bad things.

The pain was a gift. It was a gift that taught me how to appreciate the good times, and how to deal with the bad times.

Digging deeper #1

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So I found some ideas online about doing question-and-answer posts about life-supposed questions. So there are like 100, so I’ve broken them up into smaller chunks and then see how we get on.

Who are you? How would you describe yourself?
I’m Andy. Fat, balding, passionate self-hater but good for the occasional laugh, sarcasm, and some dark humor. I’m an alcoholic, I’ve been clean from drugs for 8 years now and I vape instead of smoking. I suffer from several mental health issues, chronic pain and generally being a bit shite at the moment.

What are you passionate about?
Trading cards, comics, reading, fishing, trying to cook food for the family but the ultimate? music. Nothing comes close. Days spent listening to new music and abuse of the Spotify-like button.

What past achievements are you proudest of?
Starting up a company to provide free laptops to those in need in the Greater Manchester area, I would seek out hardware donations from people who were going to landfill them, refurbish and give them a new life, and then distribute them. I spent one Christmas driving around delivering the just before Christmas just to make to holidays a bit easier or a boost for some.

What are you grateful for?
My wife and kids, karma and the dogs, Maybe nina more than Dobby but give it time.

What are the most important things to you in life?
My wife and the unique arrangement being together. The fact she is almost as weird as me helps. My kids are my life at the moment, they are at that age where they want to do things alone and that kills me a little bit inside.

What are your values?
Loyalty and trust. I would say honesty but no one is ever 100% honest. Whether it’s a guy they keep in touch with in case anything happens in a relationship, to downright cheating, these can be forgivable but break loyalty and trust? that’s a big no for me. Is honesty trust? suppose it could be. I’m thinking trust that they mean they love you when they say it, loyalty that they have my interests at heart. Big ask that last one.