Drew @drewb

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Nothing, why do you ask?
"I love hitting myself in the name of beauty."
- YouTube
Life, It Self, Is Beautiful.ย
All art don't fit the same stage.
Don't lessen it none.
Care taken now is care given later.
- A vet, Young
- YouTube
Life, It Self, Is Beautiful.ย
All art don't fit the same stage.
Don't lessen it none.
Care taken now is care given later.
- A vet, Young
Drew's Pantry
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9
Tangerines
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12
Cookies
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18
Beers
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11
Pineapples
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12
Steaks
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14
Dumplings
๐ฅ
14
Whiskeys
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14
Sushis
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17
Bacons
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9
Coffees
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16
Chocolate Bars
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7
Teas
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8
Eggs
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5
Waffles
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5
Strawberries
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Hmm
We called it meadowpunk and we were happy. It gave us ideas for next Renfest.
We came second in trivia that night.
They had festbier, the first time in three weeks, and it was as good as we remembered. Such a yardstick to measure against, and such a victory to behold it...
We came second in trivia that night.
They had festbier, the first time in three weeks, and it was as good as we remembered. Such a yardstick to measure against, and such a victory to behold it...
Hurry!
Thereโs time to take a little break.
To make a cup, take it with cake.
Thereโs time to breathe a little deeper.
To sit and smile, still as the reaper.
Thereโs time today, and come what may.
Your time well spentโs anotherโs waste.
To make a cup, take it with cake.
Thereโs time to breathe a little deeper.
To sit and smile, still as the reaper.
Thereโs time today, and come what may.
Your time well spentโs anotherโs waste.
You Want? You Like?
I don't mean this to be an incendiary topic, but I wonder if this view or the opposing one is felt with any passion by anyone here.
There's a monumental question, in determining your path forward, in what you choose to use as your North Star. Your guiding principle,...
There's a monumental question, in determining your path forward, in what you choose to use as your North Star. Your guiding principle,...
Villa
It was pity, I later decided.
It was a wonder that their tattered ball didn't disintegrate at each pass, each kick. They could have easily mended it, I mused, judging by the scraps of clothes already at hand presently dangling limply from their emaciated frames.
I often watched during my work breaks....
It was a wonder that their tattered ball didn't disintegrate at each pass, each kick. They could have easily mended it, I mused, judging by the scraps of clothes already at hand presently dangling limply from their emaciated frames.
I often watched during my work breaks....
The Air
There was a coffee pot we both once poured from. It knew each our mugs fondly, despite their births from home-kiln. Turn was never taken to fill, the task handled itself.ย
Soil as rich as freshly-ground wove together the idylls we procured from this farm. It rained each day...
Soil as rich as freshly-ground wove together the idylls we procured from this farm. It rained each day...
Glimpse
Play it where it lies, the coach told his students. What kind of a class is golf, they thought before signing up for a free credit. They paid $2,500 to walk through grass, with some distraction. They got more exercise than most of their gym memberships from that class. Some...
Like A Journal
It seems there was once a time where we all know, can even agree on and join together in remembrance, that's completely devoid of the past, the facts. Perhaps it is the case that there are such things as past facts, as well, but that's a topic for another time....
Clee Shay
The ruinous resentment
Rebels bellyache the present
Like they ran a taste for weapons
Edges slashing through the air
Until you feel a taste of life And listen, open up your sight Before your mind appears a sprite Another land you've seldom dreamed
Can a man be truly...
Until you feel a taste of life And listen, open up your sight Before your mind appears a sprite Another land you've seldom dreamed
Can a man be truly...
Enough
"You got enough of me today."
I close my laptop. A weight I had previously not recognized lifts off of my chest. My lungs taste air for the first time in hours.ย
I look outside. It's dark out. My home becomes an illuminated crib staving off the box of nighttime's...
I close my laptop. A weight I had previously not recognized lifts off of my chest. My lungs taste air for the first time in hours.ย
I look outside. It's dark out. My home becomes an illuminated crib staving off the box of nighttime's...
A Slow Burn II
We'd found the temple after three days of hiking through rainforest, jungle, and other groupings of mercilessly green vegetation. It looked like it had been expecting us. The doors had been rent apart, and vines like guiding arrows led the way for us inside.
Inside, a lucid flow of...
Inside, a lucid flow of...