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twelve twenty-five twenty-five

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12/25/25

This hasn’t been the best year.

It’s had its ups and downs like all the other years, but this one passed quickly and in a blur of anxiety and discontent.

I’m one of those people who thinks “If things are too good to be true, they probably are,” but unfortunately I am not one to heed that warning and prepare myself for the worst.

Not long ago, Bobby told me for the second time that he will never remarry, his family will always come first, and I can do better.

Now, I agree with him.

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Hello, my name is Cheney.

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Write about your first name: its meaning, significance, etymology, etc.

Like Dick Cheney?

Are you Dick Cheney’s granddaughter?

Don’t shoot me in the face, Cheney!

You like the dick, Cheney?

My middle name is Meaghan and I think that was supposed to be my first name, until my mom was reading a book one day and saw the name “Cheney” in it and thought it was a good name.

It has not turned out to be a good name.

Before this Dick, Dick Cheney ruined my life for some years, I still hated my name.

I was angry when I … Read the rest

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I don’t know what to do with myself.

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I think that AI has officially killed regular blogs and websites like this one.

No one will ever find me here if they don’t come looking for me. No one will find something that I wrote when they search on Google, because I will never rank high enough to make it into the AI generated answers that now take up the whole top half of the page.

I don’t use social media anymore, like Facebook and Instagram, because I think they’re just toxic places I want no part in, and for a while I dabbled on Bluesky but it just … Read the rest

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I’ve been tired for almost two years

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I woke up at 5:30 this morning, which I try to do every day that I work my day job.

See how I said “work my day job”?

Maybe if I keep telling myself it’s just my day job, I will once again be able to tell people with confidence that I am a writer.

A writer who has barely written or shared anything she’s written in years, besides snippets of poetry and prose catered to prompts.

Not that I’m complaining about writing prompts, I love writing prompts. They get me writing faster and with more speed and enthusiasm than … Read the rest