Category: Fierce Creature
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Two Weeks To Go
Psst. Hey, Rain. Not there yet. Not quite. The quiet still holds. Stromps is calm. The dishes aren’t multiplying. The fridge looks… optimistic. This is the last two weeks before it all begins. Before the door opens and the first pair of shoes gets kicked off somewhere you’ll trip over later. Before the rhythm changes.…
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Consider This Your Gentle Reminder
Am I Scared or Just Forgetting to Play? One of the peculiar little puzzles I’m working on these days — and yes, that phrasing is intentional; it is a puzzle — is trying to approach things with curiosity instead of fear. Sounds easy, right? Like just a flick of a switch: boop, now I’m curious!…
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We Need to Talk
So apparently that post I made the other day — the one about being nervous, about having my kids here this summer for the first time, about shifting from my worker-brain to my parent-brain and wondering if I was going to screw it all up — hit home for some people. Especially younger folks. People…
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Or Do You Catch Yourself
P!NK – TRUSTFALL (Official Video) TRUSTFALL (Tour Deluxe Edition) is out now! Listen here: https://pink.lnk.to/TrustfallDeluxe Shop brand new TRUSTFALL (Tour Deluxe Edition) Vinyl, CDs, and more: https://Pink.lnk.to/shop P!NK’s Summer Carnival Tour is coming to a city near you! Find tickets here: https://pinkspage.com Credits: Director: Georgia Hudson Production Company: Park Pictures Producer: MrMr Executive Producer: Fran…
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Nine Weeks, One Nervous Parent, and a Very Opinionated Cat
Okay, so it’s happening. It’s happening. Nine weeks.Three kids.Three weeks each. One apartment in California that has never, not once, had to hold my parental brain, my work brain, and my nervous system all in the same space like this. I’m excited. I’m terrified. I’m spiraling a little, but in a cute, high-functioning kind of…
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Caffeine and Consent
Fast food is a treat! Sugar is a treat! Caffeine is a goddamn blessing sometimes. And I mean that in the most reverent, fully-caffeinated way possible. The thing is, when I was a kid, none of these things were “allowed.” Not really. Not with joy. Not with balance. Not with that soft internal yes that…
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Radiant Emotional Chaos
Somewhere along the line, we were told — taught, shown, reinforced — that it’s not okay to be proud of ourselves. Not really. Not in a bold, radiant, or unapologetic way. It’s “confidence” if it’s humble and palatable. But anything more than that, and suddenly, it’s vanity, ego, and arrogance. Especially if you’re not a…
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Takin’ Care of Business
Two projects have been haunting me for what feels like an eternity. I’m not exaggerating — one’s been sitting there for over three years (dutch companies, you monster), and the other one, california love, has been quietly judging me from the corner of my to-do list for more than a year. They’re the kind of…
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Dancing for Myself And
There will be a point where I want to perform again. I know this. It’s not today. It’s probably not tomorrow. But it’ll show up like a cat on the windowsill — soft, insistent, familiar. Performance will tug at me again, but this time, I want to answer it without the self-destruction. Without the body…
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Does That Make Me Crazy?
The official 4K video for “Crazy” by Gnarls Barkley from the album ‘St. Elsewhere’ – available now! Lyrics I remember when I remember, I remember when I lost my mind There was something so pleasant about that place Even your emotions have an echo in so much space And when you’re out there without care…
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Taking Care Of Rain
Saying no is so much harder than it should be. Like, ridiculously hard. Not because I don’t want to say no, but because somewhere along the way, I got trained to prioritize everyone else’s comfort over my own peace. My own safety. My own gut feeling that something’s not okay here. That I don’t like…
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Five OH
What If the Second Half Is the Best Half? Life right now is both deeply beautiful and absolutely bonkers. Like, objectively good and subjectively gutting. And I’m not talking about most of it publicly because, well, some of it isn’t mine to share. Other people’s stories, other people’s pain, other people’s triumphs. But let’s just…