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  • For a few months now, I’ve been trying to go to the gym three times a week, if possible, even though I often have to find the motivation, especially after work. :D

    Little by little, I’m starting to see progress in my body, especially when I look in the mirror in the morning and notice my improving natural posture and skin.

    It’s an extreme contrast to look back at my past when I was constantly (and at times, very) overweight since childhood.
    For a few months now, I’ve been trying to go to the gym three times a week, if possible, even though I often have to find the motivation, especially after work. :D Little by little, I’m starting to see progress in my body, especially when I look in the mirror in the morning and notice my improving natural posture and skin. It’s an extreme contrast to look back at my past when I was constantly (and at times, very) overweight since childhood.
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  • I spent what felt like the whole day today in the park in my town, which also includes a small, partially abandoned cemetery.

    This place makes me thoughtful because of its structure: on one side, children play innocently on a playground, while young couples stroll nearby, their hands intertwined. Yet, just beyond them lies a retirement home, where the building gazes longingly at the cemetery—a silent reflection of mortality.

    In between, smaller, older, crumbling statues stand sentinel, guardians of forgotten stories, their weathered faces etched with the sorrows and joys of those who have come before. Complementing these fading relics, scaffolding is being erected for new architecture, a juxtaposition of the old and the new, of decay and renewal.

    As I walk through this park, a question quickly arises: what does it truly mean to live? We are born, we grow, we learn, we love, and inevitably, we pass away. But do we fade into nothingness, or do we leave a trace behind in our borrowed time? Perhaps a whisper lingers in the hearts of those we touch, a thread woven into the very fabric of the universe, connecting moments that seem so fleeting.

    Is it not a privilege to love and be loved, to create ripples in the fabric of time with our joy and our sorrow? In this park, where the clang of swing sets mingles with the soft rustle of leaves, I feel both connected and isolated—a thread in the grand tapestry of life and death, pulled taut yet ethereal.

    Beneath the laughter and love lies an unspoken truth: we are all temporary. Yet, is it not the beauty of our transience that makes moments so precious, illuminated against the backdrop of eternity? The whispers of those who have come before dance in the air, and I wonder, perhaps they are not so far removed; they linger with us in our laughter, our tears, and in the very act of living.

    I realize that while our bodies may return to dust, our spirits, woven into the lives and hearts of others, may transcend even death, echoing in the stories told under starlit nights and cradled within the whispers of time.
    I spent what felt like the whole day today in the park in my town, which also includes a small, partially abandoned cemetery. This place makes me thoughtful because of its structure: on one side, children play innocently on a playground, while young couples stroll nearby, their hands intertwined. Yet, just beyond them lies a retirement home, where the building gazes longingly at the cemetery—a silent reflection of mortality. In between, smaller, older, crumbling statues stand sentinel, guardians of forgotten stories, their weathered faces etched with the sorrows and joys of those who have come before. Complementing these fading relics, scaffolding is being erected for new architecture, a juxtaposition of the old and the new, of decay and renewal. As I walk through this park, a question quickly arises: what does it truly mean to live? We are born, we grow, we learn, we love, and inevitably, we pass away. But do we fade into nothingness, or do we leave a trace behind in our borrowed time? Perhaps a whisper lingers in the hearts of those we touch, a thread woven into the very fabric of the universe, connecting moments that seem so fleeting. Is it not a privilege to love and be loved, to create ripples in the fabric of time with our joy and our sorrow? In this park, where the clang of swing sets mingles with the soft rustle of leaves, I feel both connected and isolated—a thread in the grand tapestry of life and death, pulled taut yet ethereal. Beneath the laughter and love lies an unspoken truth: we are all temporary. Yet, is it not the beauty of our transience that makes moments so precious, illuminated against the backdrop of eternity? The whispers of those who have come before dance in the air, and I wonder, perhaps they are not so far removed; they linger with us in our laughter, our tears, and in the very act of living. I realize that while our bodies may return to dust, our spirits, woven into the lives and hearts of others, may transcend even death, echoing in the stories told under starlit nights and cradled within the whispers of time.
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  • NEW: Jennifer Lopez, who was at the same party where her boyfriend Diddy is accused of r*ping a 13-year-old, nearly starts crying while talking about how offended she was by a joke from a comedian.
    NEW: Jennifer Lopez, who was at the same party where her boyfriend Diddy is accused of r*ping a 13-year-old, nearly starts crying while talking about how offended she was by a joke from a comedian.
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  • #sea #stars #seashore
    #sea #stars #seashore
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  • 40 years ago, a movie was released which I think is the greatest slasher flick of all time. It catapulted Arnie to super stardom and on a 6.4-million-dollar budget, made over 78 million at the box office. The soundtrack is awesome, too. In case you missed it, here is the Tech Noir music in its entirety.

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HXKdis0Vhjk
    40 years ago, a movie was released which I think is the greatest slasher flick of all time. It catapulted Arnie to super stardom and on a 6.4-million-dollar budget, made over 78 million at the box office. The soundtrack is awesome, too. In case you missed it, here is the Tech Noir music in its entirety. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HXKdis0Vhjk
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  • I’m gonna start doing massage therapy again. Every Thursday, Friday and Saturday morning starting this week.

    #stpete #tampa #tampabay #florida #stpetersburg #clearwater #stpetebeach #dtsp #stpetersburgflorida #ilovetheburg #stpetefl #stpetersburgfl #tampaflorida #clearwaterbeach #stoetemassage #tampafl #downtownstpete #southtampa #keepstpetelocal #stpetemassagetherapy #largo #igersstpete #pinellascounty #ilovestpete #massage #massagetherapy #brandon #massagetherapist #floridalife #palmharbor
    I’m gonna start doing massage therapy again. Every Thursday, Friday and Saturday morning starting this week. #stpete #tampa #tampabay #florida #stpetersburg #clearwater #stpetebeach #dtsp #stpetersburgflorida #ilovetheburg #stpetefl #stpetersburgfl #tampaflorida #clearwaterbeach #stoetemassage #tampafl #downtownstpete #southtampa #keepstpetelocal #stpetemassagetherapy #largo #igersstpete #pinellascounty #ilovestpete #massage #massagetherapy #brandon #massagetherapist #floridalife #palmharbor
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  • https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KXw7MM5rSrM&list=RDKXw7MM5rSrM&start_radio=1&ab_channel=TheLazylazyme
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KXw7MM5rSrM&list=RDKXw7MM5rSrM&start_radio=1&ab_channel=TheLazylazyme
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  • I have been oddly productive lately...
    I've cleaned my apartment every weekend, worked on a crafting project every evening and that on top of having an incredibly stressful time at my job working 9-10 hours a day...I did like 30 overtime hours last month...
    what is this motivation and where does it come from? I'm actually starting to be concerned...
    I have been oddly productive lately... I've cleaned my apartment every weekend, worked on a crafting project every evening and that on top of having an incredibly stressful time at my job working 9-10 hours a day...I did like 30 overtime hours last month... what is this motivation and where does it come from? I'm actually starting to be concerned...
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  • The more I read and/or hear about it, the more I start to believe I am the only person who was never invited to a Diddy party.
    The more I read and/or hear about it, the more I start to believe I am the only person who was never invited to a Diddy party.
    Haha
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  • Judging by recent events around the world I´m kinda debating with myself if I should start (slowly but firmly) storing canned food somewhere.
    Judging by recent events around the world I´m kinda debating with myself if I should start (slowly but firmly) storing canned food somewhere.
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