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akutagawa-daily · 7 months
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Akutagawa daily 535/★
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mothaday · 2 months
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featheredstudies · 8 months
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2023.08.16 // 13:21 i've been doing a lot of reading and birdwatching this summer… activities that have taken me to some wonderful places
pic: liberty state park, jersey city, n.j.
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Today's KAITO module of the day is:
Articulate by Mikuriya Wata!
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doranproject · 24 days
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"유유상종"
*유유상종
끼리끼리라는 말이 있다.
대충 비슷한 사람끼리 무엇인가 더 통한다는 말인 것 같다고 생각하였다.
그런데 조금 살아내고 보니 '결'이 비슷한 사람들끼리의 말인 것 같다는 생각을 해본다.
나는 성인이 되고 나서의 친구들과 더 많이 친해진 사람인데, 아마도 그 전에는 나의 '결'이라는게 없어서 였던 것 같다.
나는 줏대없이, 취향없이 자라온 사람 중에 하나였다. 좋아하는 것도 친구따라, 싫어했던 과목도 친구따라, 이래도 흥, 저래도 흥 그런 흥미가 좀 없는 보통의 조용한 사람이었다.
그러다가 취향과 선택으로 똘똘뭉친 사람을 만나게 되면서
원하는 것이 무엇인지 구체적으로 이야기하고, 그걸 또 서로 발전시키면서 더 좋은 방향으로 함께 누리는 것이 얼마나 즐거운 일인지를 뒤늦게 깨닫게 된 것이다.
그게 내 인생에서 가장 큰 즐거움이자 가장 큰 갈랫길이 아니었을까 생각한다.
'합'이 맞는 친구를 만나고 나니, 그 다음은 저절로 되었다.
비슷한 취향을 가진 사람끼리 계속해서 부딪히고 만나게 되면서 지금의 나와 내 주변이 되어갔다.
내가 좋아하는 사람들을 곁에 두고자 하는 마음은 자꾸만 커져가면서도 두렵기도 한 마음이 든다. 너무 소중하면 그걸 또 쉽게 잃을 수도 있으니까,
유유상종이라, 우리는 꽤 그래도 제법 친한 친구라서 말이다.
-Ram
*유유상종
우리를 보고 누군가는 '결이 비슷하다'라고 말했고 누군가는 '둘이 닮았다'라고 말했고 누군가는 '그래서 만났네'라고 말했다. 아무렴. 뭐든 깔깔거리며 기분 좋게 듣는다.
-Hee
이번 주는 휴재합니다.
-Ho
*유유상종
유유상종을 영어로 뭐라고 하는지 궁금해서 찾아보니, 'Birds of a teather flock together'라고 한다.
같은 깃털을 가진 새들끼리 함께 날아다닌다는 뜻 정도 되겠다. 맞는 말 같다. 언제 부턴가 의식적으로 주변에 사람들을 정리해 나갔다. 결이 안 맞으면 미련없이 돌아섰고, 혼자가 편했다. 그런 성향이 회사 생활에서도 드러났는데, 나는 회사에서 친구를 만들 생각이 없었다, 특히 같은 팀에서는. 내가 퇴사할 때 같은 팀동료가, 언니는 너무 어려운 사람이었다며 내가 언니한테 다가려고 노력했다는 걸 알아달라고 했다. 그런 말을 듣는 대도 별 마음의 동요가 없었던 건 내가 정말 그 사람이랑 친해지고 싶지 않아서였는지, 내 마음의 문제인지 모르겠다.
그럼에도 한가지 확실한 것은 사람은 혼자서 살 수 없고, 사람이 반드시 필요한 순간도 있다는 것이다. 유유상종이라고 할 만큼의 친구가 남아있지도 않지만, 남아있는 친구들에게 잘해야겠다.
그리고 내가 아직 운이 남아있다면 인생에서 좋은 친구를 한 두명 정도는 더 만들고 싶다.
-인이
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steddieficfind · 6 months
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hey! I'm looking for a fic that's already completed and I read it on Ao3 and it was based on a movie/book, I don't know. I remember Eddie was the head of a company grumpy and steve was an employee, eddie is pests being deported back to Canadá i think, So he asks Steve and him to be fake fiancés, They take a trip to Steve's family home for Joyce and Hopper's wedding. Sorry if it was very vague, I don't remember much
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chalkmon · 6 months
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#535 Tympole
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Tympole © Nintendo / Game Freak
Picture © Elik-Chan
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everykoumeipanel · 1 year
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Night 332, The Greatest King Vessel
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sesshy380 · 11 months
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Wordcount of the day: 535
Spent most of the day in a fog. Not sure if I'll keep everything I wrote, but at least I got something out.
Played around with BunKura and Stabby some more, but the fog got to be too intense when I had to do a dungeon and had a hard time focusing on my casting rotation while following mechanics.
Took a break and decided to play around on Diablo 3 instead. Thankfully I've already beaten the campaign back when I had it for the Xbox 360, and I was playing on Necromancer...so pretty much just ran around spamming Corpse Explosion.
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Drawing Spooky Houses
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Credit: Etherington Brothers
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ym533 · 1 year
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Life in Technicolor; an airplane window
Words run dry⁠ when, here, I thought I had already been using them in excess. I guess penning words onto a page is quite different from sneezing them out once they tickle you. I suppose peeling and drying out pages of yourself is far more uncomfortable than idly tossing thoughts into a pond, with their traces gone after a deniable ripple. I used to speak to myself, and I would listen. Sadly, it seems that I had lately lost interest in hearing my own voice—or, perhaps, having one entirely. It deceived me, maybe, the idea that instantly exhausting anything that came to mind was introspection enough. This may have been it because, otherwise, I can't sit with the possibility of my having genuinely given up believing in the need to hear myself think.
Whatever the case may be, I can't be surprised, then, that it may seem like I have nothing to say now. But, there is something there; I know it. There always has been, and I could go on about the origins of this idea. I could go on about everywhere I've been⁠ and all the things I had seen, what little and what lot I had lived through, and what I know now that I wish I had written down then. Thinking about that invites my tears. For that reason, it doesn't appeal to me to look back. In fact, I'd closed those chapters. At least, I'd dropped the pen on them. I may revisit them, someday. But, that day won't be today.
I'm going on an adventure, and I'm not looking back. This would be a final long haul⁠—a last stand against, or for, my life. The end—I feel it's near. It always seems to have been, relatively lately. This is all that it will come to, and it will be happy. It will be typical. It will knock a few people out of breath. It will prompt a search for answers. But people will realise that, with one look at me and anything one can know me for, this all makes sense. It's dramatic. It's over the top. It's uncalled for⁠—totally unnecessary. It's astounding. It's unique. It's meant to be profound. It likely can't be looked away from, and I won't try to make myself discreet. It's been a while since I'd known myself very well, but I'd assume these qualities characteristically applied to me, right?
The last thing this will be is impulsive⁠—not well-thought-through, beyond reason, or unintelligible. That will be uncharacteristic of me. That would make me ask "Is this really going to be it? Is this really going to be what everything amounts to? Is this the end for which I was living?" I might discuss, later on, the moments when I had set a foot on death's doorstep only to be met with this question. It dared me to recall that, primarily, I wanted to end my life⁠—not cause my death. It reminded me of the value of the wait. So, I got it together.
Sure, there were times when I might have thought that the potential absurdity of it all would colour nicely against the backdrop of my otherwise highly organised and rigidly rationalised life. Although, when you put it that way, the supposed nonsense of it all would sort of cancel out, right? So, we'll leave that notion behind us, for now.
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justcpr · 2 years
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1-1-s1ay-2-2 · 1 year
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5:35 angel number! 😇
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takesuhigher · 1 month
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realpaperdragon · 2 months
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Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Funko Pop Games Mortal Kombat Liu Kang new in box.
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bharat-affairs · 11 months
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