Day 36 of 44 — This is a creative writing mashup of subjects I’ll be writing about in the coming days and weeks. Subject to change because that’s what life is about. Just enjoy it!

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Tuesday, December 3, 2019

What are the lonely doing for the holidays? Let’s redefine lonely and ensure we aren’t talking about the sad.

If your success is granted through your love language, and no one understands love, would it explain unhappiness?

And because happiness is considered a by-product, maybe the lack of action is the reason for dissatisfaction.

My dog, who gets excited when she see’s another dog is not like us people. We instead do something different when we see other people…

What do you do when you see another person; stare, glare, acknowledge, it’s infinite but be aware next time.

Maybe people don’t care about you because your selling, explaining, or telling a problem. People want solutions. Otherwise your words are polluting.

I don’t care what the outcome of my GoFundMe will be. It’s there to attract individuals who care to support a writer today! With that said I need the help, but as I mentioned before my problem is being heard first. The solution lies in my love language.

Your value is embedded in what you can do for others. Your value has nothing to do with whats in a bank account, job title, family name, etc, because that’s all contextual.

If you don’t get me, message me.

I fear one thing.

What’s it like to go from six-figures to zero income in one year? I wouldn’t know, but you can ask Budd.

Again, about this love language thing, what’s yours?

Words of affirmation?

Quality time?

Receiving gifts?

Acts of service?

Physical touch?

Although one makes me think of my ex, who cares. Give your love language daily and you’ll reach heights in life you’ve never touched.

Trust me — it’s how I’ve survived 2019 without income.

And lastly, #amwriting a cognitive behavioral model. You won’t find any content around it on this site. But it answers the one question burning to write my fear.

Ironically it answers why I’m here…


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Born and raised in Portland, Oregon, Budd writes to encourage readers to explore the depths of their inner ocean, an unexplored self, because it's fun once you get through the emotional part... “The world around us is our vehicle, what you'll read is how I digest it.” -Budd

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