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detail - The Typists - poison ivy lower left You take a few in-between moments to check social media,{current news/facebook rants/stats on Medium} to see if you're (still) relevant. It's readily-available dopamine. Over time, those stats equate to oxytocin synthesis if they continue to mount. I check my business email regularly while I seek a paycheck; I'm online to find editing clients, pimp out my illustration skills, work out logistics for another art exhibit. Between moments I tend the yard.  I'd do it anyway, but I'm compensated by a rent reduction and I am grateful. There's a lot of work that needs doing here. We got 2 weeks of rain and the grass got almost calf-high. I had to make several passes of incrementally closer shave to get the lawn back to maintenance level. Some areas of the yard grew tall weeds, and these need to be taken back manually. I know I'll find boulders and stumps in those areas. And bees. I got stung twice this week. The poison iv...

We need to stop using the word boundary when  defining human relationships.  Maybe not stop, but our society needs a bigger vocabulary.  Once boundaries are established, we need means of getting across them safely.  Your village-of-one scenario is only in your mind. A cell touches its environment.  Your home has doors.  Minds meet.  We use computers to type our messages into the twitterverse, and we anticipate response. If you just said, "I don't care  if anyone responds," you anticipated.  And it isn't what you mean - you do care, but you're preparing yourself for the possibility that you threw a rock over your boundary and nobody threw it back.  Maybe you were hoping they'd throw a rock at you, because that response feels normal. Our society is learning to defy systemic bullying.  We are, in singular form, feeling the authenticity of our true selves.  We're deprogramming the negative self-talk that tried to protect ...

So I did this thing I have been avoiding for years.  I did it because my promoter, Moe, told me it was the right thing to do and I believe her. She knows her stuff. This is me on Twitter . This is the biggest thing I've done since getting a smartphone. I'm still Android - be gentle with me. There's nothing left but Snapchat to be conquered. I'm afraid.  So if you have any advice or suggestions, please let me know. This picture, by the way, was taken from Moe's kitchen. She had a jazz band in there. We'll discuss that later.