The Writing Mind

Where the Journey Begins!

Friendship, IV

Words cannot tell
How deeply I’m under the spell
Of your love and friendship, and how we gel
Together, we’re items that sell!
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My last installment of Friendship focuses on Friendships that are with people from the U.S of A and abroad. Starting with my last year of High School, going on to Berkshire Community College and Bridgewater State University, and beyond I have been very fortunate in expanding my friends circle by befriending people from everywhere!

My knowledge of the world expanded too as a result, so that I am more aware of my surroundings. I now love any and all societal tidbits, and I realize that we aren’t so different! As people, we are all rigid as well as flexible, and insecure to confident. Whether it’s struggling to remember “a very odd” name of a Jordanian friend to being able to openly share things with an American stranger to completely trusting Canadian strangers– I have had those opportunities to step out of my comfort zone!

Everything, including art, is a testament to the greatness of being together like what I saw at an Eastern European “Ethnic Festival” where traditional and modern artwork were being sold. Having been at many craft fairs, I have seen the vibrancy of each cultural item that is sold, from handmade Guatemalan Worry Dolls to African Drums. Music in fact is the other art where everyone is connected, and now moreso through social media like Facebook and Twitter, the fan and the musician have been connected even more. (at the mercy of a fan, the artist can also either thank social media or not!) Through this fan-artist partnership, one can also see which artist has been eaten up by stardom, and those that have a heart of gold. I am very happy to say that my favorite musicians of the past are still active, with one having their own radio show and inspiring us all by it! They have provided useful guides for bettering our lives–and as another result, more friends from here and afar for me!

My life has truly been blessed with all of the friendships I have made, and will continue to make! I continually wish these special people the best in life, and for those that are on a different continent– I hope to see you soon!

Life is too short, so why stint when interacting with others after all!!??

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Crossroading

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On a cold and dreary night in hot August, I sit and ponder where my life has come to in my room. Years of difficulty, and strength coupled the strong determination that I had always shown in those trying times. “Don’t You Worry Child” by the Swedish House Mafia had just come on, and I stood still as I listened.

A couple of days later, I got out of the house and went to the local mall. Ever since college, I’ve had a real passion for shopping, furthermore getting things cheaper attracted me to this addictive vice even more. It was none other than “Don’t You Worry Child” that played in the background as I was in a store browsing, and I again paused and listened to this upbeat tune. Then “Let’s Go” by Calvin Harris and Ne-Yo followed, and though I also like this other clubby tune, I figured it was time “to go”!

I spent the rest of the time walking on the “Ashuwillticook Rail Trail” and ended up at the causeway with the beautiful Cheshire Lake on both sides! This trail stretches all the way to the town of North Adams, and from its starting point in Lanesborough goes for about twelve miles! The name Ashuwillticook is very local to this area by it describing the southern branch of the Hoosic River that is in this area, it is a Native American term that in conversation describes a pleasant river that is in between the hills.

So true is this name, for like the flowing river that is shaping my life, there are those surrounding hills that obstructs the river’s view from the ground. As I walked back, I saw that like a river wanting to make itself known by emptying into a lake, I would need to be above those obstructing hills–which I think I can do!

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Wisdom From a Tooth or Three!

So, it has been about three months since I have updated The Writing Mind, where in that time I felt more poetry than narrative, but Thanks to Trifecta here’s my response to one of its past challenges concerning the tooth. This prompt came out of one of its editor’s son losing his tooth, with its complement picture being a tooth in a police outfit– and while I liked the image, my sort of collage is better!
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Glory to the tooth, that can either give us pleasure or pain as I look upon my third molars-or Wisdom Teeth- that I asked be preserved when I had to have them out.

I hadn’t asked to be knocked out during the procedure, so I felt everything–the yanking of each tooth, and even not feeling from extreme numbness. Seeing a friend before this process, and hearing about another friend going in as I was finishing definitely made the experience easier, and a reason I look back on in realizing that I needed to be awake. Though it is odd to go on about something so random as teeth being pulled, I would just say that the day, and the days after it, were not the best- but also not the worst. I have had worse events since that time seven years ago, but like my teeth that have maintained their whiteness and form, I have also kept myself sane and on that path to that better life.

Wisdom teeth can be fatal, and so too is life if not played carefully!

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