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...sharing a random thought daily since 2007!
Nylon, a vibrant thread weaving through the fabric of modernity, dances with a kaleidoscope of colors, igniting an inner symphony of chaos and harmony.
Navigating the world of transactions feels like a dance, where each step requires intuition and a keen sense of timing to truly connect and thrive.
In the intricate dance of cellular mechanisms, the kinase emerges as a pivotal figure, orchestrating the phosphorylation that subtly yet profoundly alters the very essence of biological communication.
The clucking of the chickens in the early morning light reminds me of simpler times, when life felt a little less complicated and a lot more vibrant.
Shout out to people who are wondering what the opposite of in is.
Hatred wraps around my heart like a thick fog, obscuring the warmth of love and making every breath feel heavy with regret.
There's something about the mini moments in life that just make my heart sing. They remind me that joy often comes in the smallest packages, like a perfect cup of coffee or a spontaneous dance in the kitchen. Embracing those little things keeps my spirit alive and helps me find beauty in every day.
Tonality is the heartbeat of music; it sets the mood and defines the emotional landscape of a song. I’ve always believed that the right tonality can transform a simple melody into something profound and unforgettable. When I play, I strive to capture that essence, letting the nuances of tone guide the listener through an immersive experience.
In quiet moments, I find solace in the rhythmic dance of thread through fabric, each stitch a heartbeat of creativity. The canvas transforms beneath my hands, blooming with colors that whisper stories of patience and love. With every completed piece, I weave a tapestry of memories, a testament to the beauty found in simple, deliberate acts.
Some people think filling animals with helium is wrong. Personally I don't judge. Whatever floats your goat.
The delicate prick of the needles, like whispers of ancient wisdom, awakened a profound sense of balance within me, revealing the hidden currents of life that flow beneath the surface of existence.
In the shadows of the night, I find solace in the simplicity of a twig, a reminder that even the smallest things can hold immense power.
Racing across the dunes in a buggy makes me feel alive, embracing the thrill and freedom of the open desert like nothing else.
The duffel, a humble vessel of fabric and thread, carries within it the stories of my wanderlust and the promise of adventures yet to unfold.
Socks are the unsung heroes of my wardrobe, adding a pop of flavor to every step I take on this wild ride called life.
Just going on google to find out which city "Cathedral City" cheese is from. Back soon.
Strolling through the vintage market, I couldn't resist the allure of that exquisite stole, its luxurious fabric whispering tales of elegance and charm from a bygone era.
Eve, in her radiant simplicity, embodies the essence of creation, a paradox of innocence and wisdom wrapped in the allure of temptation. With every glance, she beckons me to explore the depths of desire, a siren call that dances tantalizingly on the edge of reason.
Facing an enemy on the field is just another opportunity to show what true sportsmanship is all about.
Bronchitis hit me like a linebacker, reminding me that even the toughest need to take a timeout for their health.
Tabby cats, with their whimsical stripes and playful pounces, remind me that even the smallest creatures can bring the biggest joy into our lives.
Algebra feels like a melody waiting to be discovered, each variable a note in a complex harmony. Solving an equation brings a satisfying resolution, akin to the final chord that completes a beautiful piece of music.
Strap, that unassuming yet essential tool, embodies the spirit of exploration, binding together the fragments of our journey through the cosmos.
Chowder, with its rich and hearty blend of flavors, reminds me that some of the best things in life come from the simplest ingredients.
Height is but a fleeting measure of stature, for true greatness is found in the depth of one’s character and the strength of one’s convictions.
I was sacked from lastminute.com for being persistently late.
Just found out there was a thunder/lightening storm at 3am. #DeepSleep
Out cycling and got a puncture. Fixing it in a layby opposite a church, a lady comes and asks if I'd like a tea or coffee. Very sweet of her to ask, but they're not going to convert to religionism that easily.
The American secret service used to shout "get down" when the president was in danger. Now they can go with "Donald, Duck!"
The NHS have discovered why the recent hacking virus didn't hit doctors surgeries..... it couldn't get past the receptionist.
Oasis has always felt like the soundtrack to my own journey, capturing the raw emotions and rebellious spirit that resonate deeply within me.
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