tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66604373512433754172024-03-13T22:13:56.690-07:00somewhere in betweenohflynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02292434069379239497noreply@blogger.comBlogger155125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660437351243375417.post-53843223165229207792013-03-08T07:41:00.000-08:002013-03-08T07:41:29.922-08:00Strangers no moreI had it in my head the past two weeks that my next blog entry would be my last for a while. I planned on taking a blog hiatus, or at least explaining the inevitable one that has already occurred. The truth is, I just don't have the time to dedicate to what I want this public outlet of my life to be and I don't like letting things just fizzle and fade out. An explanation was needed, at least some closure, if just for a while.<br />
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I can touch more on that in it's own entry but today something else struck a chord with me. Something less about scheduling and "being productive" and more about life when we're not paying attention to it.<br />
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Today I was truly touched by people who could be categorized as barely acquaintances, practically strangers. For the last year and a half I have worked at as a barista turned co-manager at a local chocolate shop, in addition to my design and studio work, and today I finally broke the news to my regular customers that next week would be my last. As an emotional person I knew saying goodbye to my co-workers and the store in general would be difficult; I'll miss the quiet mornings, the coffee, the look on people's faces when you helped them create the perfect gift for their friends or family. However, what I did not anticipate was how hard it would be to say goodbye to the people you've touched a long the way, the people you barely think about but that are there, day in and day out.<br />
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As someone who works primarily with "regulars" I feel there is a particular comfort between two people in the morning-time. I've listened to customers talk about their kids getting married, their new jobs, their divorces. I've had people get the same 16 oz latte for eight months before finally starting a conversation with me and I've heard some people's life story after only 30 seconds of casual chit-chat. Not only have I listened, I have talked as well. My customers have seen me at my best and my worst, from break-ups and long nights before show openings to wishing me well on my most recent race or asking how my vacation was. We talk about how stupid we think The Bachelor is, how kids these days don't listen, and how everyone is ready for Spring to finally be here. Today, between the daily chatter, I have received more compliments, heart-felt "We'll miss you's", and even a few hugs than I could have imagined from people I barely even know. We make connections with others all the time, both positive and negative, that we didn't plan to. Seeing the beauty in another person with no outside intent whatsoever is fascinating and I consider myself ridiculously lucky for the ability to tell stories for hours about the people I have encountered in my daily life. To me it is another example of how complex and beautiful the human soul is.<br />
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So I suppose this is a thank you to the people who have made my day today, for your kind words. Thank you for allowing me to be a small part of your day, I will miss you too.ohflynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03125992903088747432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660437351243375417.post-68311448838907202402013-01-18T14:49:00.001-08:002013-01-18T14:55:47.079-08:00Never accept drinks...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I once told myself if I ever lived alone as a single girl and managed to have my own bar I would paint this quote above it. Upon receiving my own little bar cart for Christmas that thought popped right back into my head. Well, as it turns out, I do not live alone and was certainly not about to paint the dining room walls of my rented apartment. However, my roommate is a good sport and once I find the perfect frame for it this illustrated quote will have to do.</div>
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ohflynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03125992903088747432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660437351243375417.post-14074171318432847082013-01-18T14:17:00.002-08:002013-01-18T14:26:28.751-08:00Resolutions<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Resolutions are one of those things I always make a conscious effort to think about come the new year. The thought of a whole year ahead of you to try new things, improve upon bad habits, and better areas of your life always gives me a slight twinge of excitement. <i>(This is slightly surprising considering New Years Eve always gives me mad anxiety.)</i><br />
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However, in honor of the week most people give up their resolutions, I figured I'd post a few of mine. On January 1st I wrote all mine down in my sketchbook and wanted to include them here, somehow they seem easier to follow when they look oh so fancy.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Read twelve new books, preferably one a month.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Drink more water.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Re-design this blog.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Run another competitive race.</span></div>
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Hello 2013.</div>
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I must admit, this was quite a year. I always seem to be busy, barely making time to cook dinner or feed the cat, but looking back on everything I wouldn't have it any other way. So here are a few highlights of the last 12 months:<br />
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Ran my first half-marathon<br />
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Taught my first<a href="http://ohflynn.blogspot.com/2012/02/letterpress-workshop.html" target="_blank"> letterpress demo</a></div>
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Took my first <a href="http://ohflynn.blogspot.com/2012/04/stop-trying-to-manage-your-practice.html" target="_blank">yoga class</a></div>
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Visited <a href="http://ohflynn.blogspot.com/2012/05/weekend-getaway.html" target="_blank">New York</a></div>
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Turned <a href="http://ohflynn.blogspot.com/2012/05/oh-twenty-three.html" target="_blank">23</a></div>
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Created the identity for SiTE:LAB Blandford, was a contributing artist as well</div>
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Designed the event invitation for the opening of the world's largest Ronald McDonalds house</div>
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Visited <a href="http://ohflynn.blogspot.com/2012/07/windy-city.html" target="_blank">Chicago</a></div>
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Annual Bear Lake trip</div>
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<a href="http://ohflynn.blogspot.com/2012/07/wedding-bells.html" target="_blank">Chelsea and Matt</a> got married</div>
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So did <a href="http://ohflynn.blogspot.com/2012/09/oh-photo-booths.html" target="_blank">Danielle and Zack</a>!</div>
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Camping trip to the Pine River</div>
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<a href="http://new.site-lab.org/" target="_blank">SiTE:LAB ArtPrize</a></div>
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Visited Boston</div>
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Started on a path toward new career opportunities</div>
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Participated as a vendor in the UICA Holiday Artists' Market</div>
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In addition to the big markers are the little things that happen to us along the way. A relationship was started and ended before the year was out. It hurt, a lot. However, it taught me something which means it truly happened for a reason. I made new friends and became closer to a few already in my life. I baked my very first gluten free vegan cupcake. Learned so much being a part of Not Design (this was a huge part of my life in the last year it deserves an entry all it's own). Had a design purchased for a greeting card. Was officially published in a book.<br />
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As I sit here now it hits me that I have never been more unsure of what my life will look like in a year from now. The great thing is that the thought seems less scary and more brilliantly exciting than ever.<br />
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Before I play catch-up on all the entries that need to be posted. Here's a little look back at the last month as seen through the lens of my iPhone.<br />
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<br />ohflynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03125992903088747432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660437351243375417.post-4584314789563910922012-09-30T19:33:00.002-07:002013-04-24T00:52:20.289-07:00Goodbye Summer.Tomorrow is October 1st. Now I do realize that Autumn has already officially begun however, for me, it suddenly felt real today. Today I bought apples. I made acorn squash for the first time. I painted my nails orange and threw away the sandals I've been wearing for the last two spring and summers. I sat on the couch in my dining room with the sun shining in and the Fall colors peeking through this morning and realized Summer was gone.<br />
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I wanted to say thank you Summer, for allowing me to chase the sky on more than one occasion. For giving me this song as an anthem, for camping trips and long car rides. These last few months I got sunburnt way more than was probably healthy. I cut off all my hair. I was promoted. I fell in love. I was inspired, daily. I started a project that has changed the way I think about a lot of things; myself, my work, this city.<br />
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Summer is a season that leaves you feeling raw and exposed. There is no covering up, no hiding away, curled up under a blanket. Summer is hot and sticky, a season known for the extremes and this one was no exception. I watched a few great people make a commitment forever to the people that they love. I read some new books and accomplished a few small goals. I cried a lot. I talked to God more than ever.<br />
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And now Summer is leaving. No more sundresses with bare legs, soon to be replaced with sweaters and tights. I do realize that plenty of the last few months will be with me forever. Memories and lessons learned will stay like the ice cream stains on one of my favorite dresses. I'll always have the necklace he gave me, the photos of days at the lake and nights out with the girls, the music playlists on my iPod.<br />
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And with all that remains much, unfortunately, will not. The tan skin will fade and I'll lose the sun highlights in my hair. I'll put away the purple blanket I carry in my car for impromptu picnics or beach trips. I'll close my windows and embrace the change in seasons. Some things, like Summer, you can't hold on to forever. Sometimes, you just have to force yourself to say goodbye.ohflynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03125992903088747432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660437351243375417.post-28866173285029853062012-09-27T20:00:00.001-07:002012-09-27T20:01:10.039-07:00Oh photo-booths...They're the best. Truly. How much fun do people always have in photo-booths!?<br />
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Well two of my dear friends got married this past weekend and it was like one big college family reunion; from the minute people got into town Friday night all the way until Sunday playing Apples to Apples while drinking $3 Bloody Marys. All weekend it felt like a part of home had returned to Grand Rapids. I have not smiled that much just being surrounded by people I love in a long time.<br />
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That being said, here are a few of my favorite's from last Saturday.<br />
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<span style="text-align: start;">Congrats again Zack and Danielle Kendra, love you both to pieces.</span></div>
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I'm getting to that age in my life where people are starting to get hitched. Two of my great friends from college are getting married in less than a month. My high school best friend is living with her boyfriend and they have a cat...as you can see, things are getting pretty serious around here. This morning my friend Mike and I were chatting on and off while working (oh Gmail chat, you're dangerous) and got on the subject of getting married. I looked around the bakery I had posted up in and watched the older couples stroll in and out and my mind started to wander.<br />
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After work I took a few hours, made a cake, dark chocolate with salted buttercream, and reminisced about the last year of my life. When I moved into this apartment downtown I was just a few months out of school, ready for my first year in the "real world". I bought a new bed, a couch not on Craigslist, and learned to take care of a cat on my own. I started collecting quarters for laundry again, dealing with major construction on my block for half the year, and suddenly paying more bills than I ever thought I'd have. I learned to love the hot water heating system and the old windows, even the bat in the house became a funny story to tell. The walls finally have artwork on them, both ours and purchased or gifted treasures. We've cooked countless meals and had sleepovers with friends, all of us laying in the living room watching Harry Potter marathons on Sunday mornings after a long night out. The apartment saw pumpkin carvings and trick-or-treaters, my Grandma's Christmas tree, and a New Years Eve party. I was picked up on first dates here and shared tearful goodbyes right outside the back door. The nice thing is, I don't have to say goodbye to #1E as we intend to stay here a bit longer. Maybe we'll be celebrating our two-year anniversary in 12 months from now, maybe we'll be long gone, either way I'm excited for the many more memories to come.</div>
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I have a tendency to still consider myself a bit of a nomad. The thought of signing a year lease for an apartment gives me mad anxiety. That being said, I've currently been in my apartment for close to a year and it's been great, nothing to have been so afraid of haha. Pictures have been hung, umpteen dinners have been cooked, and I don't have any for certain plans to leave in the near future. So with that, some days when I have a little free time it's nice to clean up the place and add a few personal treasures to my little home. Sometimes it's hard when you're always renting or living with roommates to make the spaces you occupy your own. But, it is nice sometimes when you can sit on your couch and look around and really feel at home :)</div>
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Some days you're just tired. No matter how much coffee you drink or how early you got to bed the night before. Some days you just stare into the abyss, you're thinking, processing, letting the super fast-moving world zoom by around you as you evaluate things in minute proportions. Some days you just need to call your Grandma. She'll scold you for still not getting an air conditioning unit and ask if you're eating enough. She'll tell you whatever you're doing at work is good and if it's not then maybe it's time for something new. Some days your cat just knows things are different. She'll purr and meow more than normal and you'll give her a little milk than usual as a treat because cats probably have weird days too. Some days you'll want to cry and people will wain on your patience and you'll forget that everyone has felt how you feel time and time before. You'll lie in bed cursing the 95 degree weather and hope that one 20-minute nap will negate the sleep in your eyes. You'll talk to old friends and feel better. You'll get some green tea at your favorite coffee shop and you'll feel better. Some days just require new nail polish, thai food, and exhausted tears. You'll lie on your back and stare at the ceiling and draw in your sketchbook and get overwhelmed thinking about the bills you haven't paid and the emails you haven't sent.<div>
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I had the great pleasure this past weekend to attend the wedding of a friend of mine, Chelsea. Let me just say something about this girl, I'm pretty sure I have never met anyone else with a more positive and upbeat attitude about almost everything. She's caring, and happy, and in addition, so in love with her now husband. I'm talking fairytale love...to the point where you can't help but smile when she talks about him. That is how her entire wedding day was, completely chock full of smiles and love.<br />
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Between the super awesome photographer duo we met, our friends we sat with, and Chelsea's whole family getting down on the dance floor I think I barely stopped watching people having a great time. It was such a lovely day and the entire time I couldn't help but catch myself staring at all the people in love. Watching Chelsea and Matt dancing and holding hands now that they were finally together as one, watching our other girlfriends and their dates stare at each other as if no one else in the room existed, watching their grandparents dance after announcing they'd been together for over 50 years. I couldn't help but think, "man... isn't that amazing" and honestly, I can't wait until someone feels that way about me. Perhaps that is one of the cheesiest things I've posted on this blog but also, perhaps one of the most honest. It was unreal the way he looked at her and Chelsea my dear, you deserve every second of that happiness. Thank you for letting me be a part of your oh so special oh so beautiful day.<br />
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The other night I had this particular song stuck in my head from a band that I recently discovered, The Lumineers. All of their stuff is excellent in my opinion, highly recommended. And as I lied there in my sweltering bedroom I thought about summers, last one in particular. I thought about running around late at night after drinking beer and grilling out with friends. There always seemed to be music to go listen to, bands to watch. Things are a little different now, not better or worse, just different and sometimes late at night I find myself yearning for the past. Wishing I didn't need to be up at 6 am or that I had too many meetings to attend that afternoon. And yet, I know those days don't last forever, that's what makes them so nostalgic and perfect in the state that they were.<br />
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You just have to remember it's never too late to stomp and dance to music filled with clapping and awesome guitar with people you love.</div>ohflynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03125992903088747432noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660437351243375417.post-84713305081813799232012-07-09T06:50:00.002-07:002013-01-03T07:02:32.330-08:00Letterpress reminders.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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A lot of time I make things in the studio and no one ever sees them. They're usually personal projects and experiments, prints that almost never get photographed. However, my roommate and I were there the other day printing price tags for a craft fair he had coming up and we snapped a few shots of some prints I had lying around.<br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">This was a little something I wrote in a notebook almost a year ago. Sometimes we all need a little reminding now and again.</span>ohflynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03125992903088747432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660437351243375417.post-80255215675675016782012-07-07T16:50:00.000-07:002012-07-07T16:54:29.075-07:00July and the hot, hot, heat.<div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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Unfortunately I had to head back to Grand Rapids early July 4th for work but on the bright side this meant I got to spend the night in the city, which was a first for me. We've been breaking records here all week with this ridiculous heat so a lot of the night was spent with water balloon fights and standing in the sprinkler. We shot off fireworks, played with sparklers, and even had (what could have been slightly dangerous..) roman candle duels in the street. It was a great night and as I stared at the fireworks over the Grand River I thought about a lot, about my family and friends. As we lit the sparklers I brought with me I got that nostalgic feeling you get during Christmas or New Years, when you realize it's been a year since you last did this, watched these explosions of color in the sky. I wished could be surrounded by everyone I loved, especially those who are far away. I'm so grateful we live in a country that has all the privileges we as Americans do. I can gripe as much as the next person but I truly don't think we stop to thank as much as we should. So as I blog about Independence Day I want to say thanks. Thanks to everyone who has helped create a world where I am allowed to live this beautiful life, to those who keep our country safe, and to those who have sacrificed for the lives of others. My thanks will never be enough but perhaps it's a start.</div>
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We had almost the whole day ahead of us after the reception ended and Mia took me on an awesome architectural boat tour of Chicago. We sipped mimosas on the river and took in the sights, it was great and I would highly recommend it to anyone visiting the area. After a late lunch we headed back to her apartment and said our goodbyes. It was such an awesome two days, thanks Chicago, let's do it again sometime!</div>
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What I haven't mentioned yet is that not only did I get to see Mia but one of my best friends who's been in this blog more than anyone probably just moved to Chicago as well! Mike left New York for a new job and loves it there, not to mention he's now so much closer to home. I got to check out his apartment and have dinner and drinks with him both nights I was visiting which was great. Tuesday was actually the two-year anniversary of our adventure to Ireland so naturally we found a place that served Guinness and spent a good amount of time reminiscing. It's amazing to think that trip was two years ago already and even more to see what we have done since then. I'm definitely so proud of him and I can't wait to see us in another year's time. </div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">Check out my thoughts on the subject </span><a href="http://ohflynn.blogspot.com/2011/06/one-year-later.html" style="text-align: left;" target="_blank">one year ago</a><span style="text-align: left;">, and this photo of us two years ago in Dublin!</span></div>ohflynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03125992903088747432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660437351243375417.post-77289570955036688512012-06-28T06:11:00.001-07:002012-06-28T06:14:11.705-07:00Good morning all<br />
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I'm sitting in my studio, not the one I share with others, the one full of ideas and posters and ink, but the one in my house. The one I share only with the cat who loves when all the windows are open and she can "mew" at the birds on the tree out front. Currently it's full of things, papers on my desk, picture frames stacked in the corner, my roommate's photo area set up to photograph the bow ties he's been making lately. I sit in here and listen to the cars drive by and the other sounds outside. No talking, just birds and the upstairs neighbors footsteps. The breeze is wonderful and it just smells perfect, I can't explain it. Like how "outside" used to smell when you were a kid in the summer. I'm used to smelling chocolate throughout the day from hours at work, sweet cookies baking. Or ink, mineral spirits from cleaning. Dinner cooking. Though I think this may be my favorite smell of all, the morning coming through the sunroom windows. I often find myself waking up and enjoying some moments of silence like this lately (perhaps it's a summer thing?) and I love them. I'm glad to sit and appreciate and think for a moment about how beautiful so many things are. Maybe I'm getting older and time just seems to move too fast. If spending my immediate waking hours like this, sprinkled with walks to Nantucket Bakery or attempting to make from-scratch-oatmeal as well as my boyfriend, become the norm I think I could be completely happy with that. Good morning all.</div>ohflynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03125992903088747432noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660437351243375417.post-1364108856642824602012-06-08T14:31:00.002-07:002012-06-08T14:35:21.943-07:00SiTE:LAB Blandford<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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Only five of the prints were created so I hope whomever won them were pleased!<br />
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Check out the article about their <a href="http://www.awesomemitten.com/miscellaneous/team-awesome-meet-up/" target="_blank">"Team Awesome Meet-Up"</a> here.</div>ohflynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03125992903088747432noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660437351243375417.post-57252281273614407182012-05-24T17:24:00.000-07:002012-06-08T14:36:13.310-07:00Candles, sun porches, and dancing.<br />
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<span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">Tonight he danced with me, candle lit, on a sun porch. I swear it wasn't as cheesy as it sounds, but then again if it was, who cares? Certainly not I.</span></div>ohflynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03125992903088747432noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660437351243375417.post-77482421500988077402012-05-23T21:28:00.000-07:002012-05-23T21:29:09.512-07:00Insomnia<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It's not that late even. Just past midnight, I could hardly call that insomniac mode, especially because I'm used to this by now, this functioning on no sleep bit. Not sure if perhaps my inability to fall asleep is coming from the two cups of coffee and sweet cream I had sometime after 9 PM or due to a mind full of wandering thoughts. Most likely the former.<br />
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It's funny to me that some people must attempt to go to bed, lie there for a while, and hope to fall asleep after a significant amount of time. I quite honestly am out within 5 minutes of lying down (if I haven't just fallen asleep while in the middle of something first). Tonight however, sleep doesn't feel as if it's going to come as easily. It's these nights that I ponder whether or not to try and hope dream mode comes eventually or get up and embrace the longer waking hours. It's funny to me how creative you can be on lack of sleep. It's as if you somehow see the world differently, as if everything is shown in a new light; or in the night's case, lack thereof. For me I can at least muster the energy to pull out the computer and type words on a digital page; wondering if the musings of journal writing, tonight specifically, will perk me up or settle me down.ohflynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03125992903088747432noreply@blogger.com0