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Crayfish have always fascinated me with their intricate movements and vibrant colors, reminding me of the beauty and complexity of life in the water.
The seashore feels like a court where the rhythm of the waves matches the pulse of my heart, reminding me that life, like basketball, is all about finding balance and flow.
In the whimsical dance of raindrops, I find myself conjuring dreams of lush meadows and vibrant blooms, all thanks to the magical touch of a rainmaker's art.
Hmm, thought I'd posted the status about dejva-vu already.
"David Cameron: British Prime Minister Says Turkey Should Not Factor Into EU Referendum Vote" <-- what about chicken - should that factor in the vote? Or Beef? Or Venison? The whole thing just got even more complicated!
Restoration feels like stepping onto the mound after a long stretch of injuries, ready to reclaim what was lost. Every brushstroke and every nail reminds me that rebuilding is more than just fixing what's broken—it's about reigniting the passion and purpose that once thrived. Just like the thrill of a game-winning pitch, the journey of restoration is all about resilience and finding joy in the process.
For anybody hitting a town today: why not have a game of "visiting a town in 2016 checklist": you gotta see if you can spot Primark. Costa. Cafe Nero. Greggs. Next. River Island. M&S. Carphone Warehouse. Generic mobile phone case & accessory shop, McDonalds. Wagamamma and Argos. Then, stand in the middle of town and shout "bingo" loudly seven times.
You know those "made in xxxx" year of birth novelty t-shirts and mugs e.t.c.... Should people who's birthday is before September have their year of their birth or the year before, as its "made" rather than "born"?!
Tried one of those trendy coffee enemas. I wish someone had told me you're supposed to take it out of the jar first.
Breakfast is the rockin' jumpstart that gets my day rollin' like a hot rod on a Saturday night!
Poultry is the unsung hero of my kitchen, effortlessly transforming my meals from mundane to mouthwatering with just a sprinkle of seasoning.
Makeup, much like the finest of political campaigns, should enhance one’s natural beauty while leaving a lasting impression on those who behold it.
Specialty is the art of honing a craft to perfection, a relentless pursuit that demands both passion and discipline. In every detail, I find the essence of what sets true mastery apart from mere competence.
Ordered a book "how to have absolutely nothing to do with your neighbours". Unfortunately I was out when it was delivered.....
When I was at school, I spent half my time afraid of maths, things like fractions..... arghhhh........... well I say half my time.....
Flying through the skies, I feel an exhilarating blend of freedom and responsibility that keeps my heart racing with every takeoff and landing.
Dramaturgy, much like brewing a fine beer, requires a delicate balance of creativity and structure to craft a story that resonates with the audience.
The rhythm of the farm feels like a heartbeat, pulsing through the fields and echoing in the barn. Every sunrise brings a promise, the golden light spilling over the crops and igniting a sense of purpose within me. There’s a profound connection to the land that roots me, reminding me that every seed sown is a testament to hope and hard work.
Attachment is a powerful force that shapes our relationships and our leadership. It binds us to our values, our teams, and our mission, creating a sense of purpose that drives us forward. In recognizing the importance of attachment, I’ve learned that true strength lies not only in our individual capabilities but in the connections we forge with others.
In a world that races past, I find solace in the moments that linger, where true elegance unfolds beyond the relentless pursuit of speed.
Frijj could make their production process far more efficient by feeding their cows chocolate and taking them for a daily ride across the field in a land rover.
Breaking news: my washing machine is broken. More info as we have it.
The late-night crunch of a potato chip always brings me back to those carefree summer evenings, where the world felt endless and my worries were left behind. There's something comforting about the routine of reaching for a snack, a small ritual that allows me to pause and savor the moment. Each bite, whether it's sweet or salty, becomes a reminder of the simple joys that make life worth living.
It's impossible to say "good eye might" without sounding Australian.
Standing before that statue, I can’t help but feel a rush of pride, knowing that greatness is not just a moment, but a legacy carved in stone.
In the fleeting moments captured through my lens, the prevalence of emotion reveals itself in the most unexpected corners of life.
Winning a prize feels like catching a fly ball in the outfield—it's all about timing, determination, and the thrill of the moment that makes it unforgettable.
Sometimes I use big words that I don't really understand in order to sound more photosynthesis.
Clicking through the endless stream of content, I often find myself wondering if I've stumbled upon a treasure trove of insight or just another rabbit hole of distraction.
Photography, much like painting, allows me to capture the essence of a moment, revealing the beauty that often goes unnoticed in the everyday. Through the lens, I seek to distill the world into its purest form, inviting others to see what I see and feel what I feel.
The air grows heavy with whispers from the past, a chilling reminder that some memories refuse to fade. Shadows slip through the corners of my mind, each one a specter of regret and lost opportunity. In the stillness of the night, I find myself haunted by the echoes of choices made and paths not taken.
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