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You can always say I can’t sit down in one place for a long time, in terms of months and years. Sure, I may have called East Tennessee home for so most of my life, but it’s especially bothers  me in the spring. And these past few years particularly, it’s not been that different.

It could be a ton of things that give me that feeling. Daylight Savings Time ending, the sudden warm temperatures; or the deja vu I get at waking up early and feeling I should be waking up in a hotel or rest area instead of my bedroom.

Continue reading Storytime – Being Elsewhere

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In my senior year of Walters State in 2009, I slowly started to take a liking to gardening. I never cared for being outside and still feel that way a little; but putting something to grow and letting it flourish had a sense of accomplishment along to it.

I equated it to the same level as raising fish; it was a hobby, and something that I liked. What set me on that path even more was the stories of rare and odd trees that people would grow, or rare seeds from a special flower. The one that I got hyped on was the heirloom category, genuinely interested in letting 100-year-old strains of peppers or tomatoes to bloom freely out, the rare fruit being yours.

Continue reading Storytime: The Bhut Tree

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I’ve passed this tree numerous times on the way home from work, but have never stopped to take a proper picture. It always looks so lone and ominous, especially during the afternoons when heading back in. So I just simply decided to grab it one day, no matter how poor the quality is.

 

This is the result. Looks like a pretty good landmark, doesn’t it?

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I find that nowadays I get home, I just want to veg out a little bit and do something else than either be in the house or napping. I do get tired, but until I hammer out a better schedule, I hop outside just as it starts to cool down just a little. And since this is the end of August, it’s thankfully not sweltering hot when out here.

 

So often I have a soda, taking my saucer chair and lounging on the back porch with my Iconia A100 tablet, browsing deviantART or Houzz  (as you can see here). It is a little clunky but the Houzz app works beautifully, and it’s like browsing virtual housing without leaving your couch.

 

Time will tell when I finally start doing something in the evenings.

 

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I apologize if the photo is blurry, but I swiped this from my Mom; she caught this as I was boarding my car to head to my apartment, with m last load of precious items to permanently stay at my apartment. Class was the next day, so the earlier I left and got settled in, the better. I told my family goodbye and basically just left on the dot at 6PM. It was a very weird and strange feeling, and I had never felt so independent in my whole life.

 

It was bittersweet, but I had been longing such a chance since I was supposed to go to Walters State in 2005; and this felt like a new page, a new reset to try again. But for the most part, it felt a lot better and more solid than what was going on then. Like something right had at least happened.

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I’ll give getting to to around to places like Animazement some credence; it helped me just a bit become more outgoing and feel like I had something in common with somebody. So what does that have to do with a room shot?

 

Because I redecorated the room to what it is. I bought certain furniture, used paint leftover from my parent’s store to give it a facelift, and even bought some recessed lights to go into the ceiling. The result was this fairly attractive room, that had some styling to feng shuei and a tad splash of new age.

 

I had cleaned up my room pretty good as I was starting school again, and I decided to show you guys what it looks like before it got messy again.

 

And yes, while that view may be physically lovely (which it is sometimes, I admit), the lack of communication and connection with the outside world makes it one of the most depressing and soul-crushing vistas at the same time. You can’t communicate or reach out to people here, and it isn’t a place for a “non-local” college student needing friends, a girlfriend and a place to sink roots to start his life. Just my two cents.

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Sorry this isn’t much of a picture, but world, meet Kira. Kira, meet world. He’s my new betta, and sits on my bookshelf above my PC. He doesn’t have a bad setup, but I do have to change his water a lot more often because of no filtration system. Still, he has a pretty good life. Much easier than keeping a bit 30-gallon tank, I will admit.

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