This is a flat, black-and-whilte line drawing of a person. The drawing is one continuous line, never breaking to draw another part of the person’s body. They have their back to you with their arms raised over their head. Each hand rests upon the top of the person’s head. It’s as though they are in disbelief. Or like they’re shocked, having come to some sort of deep realization.

Always in my way

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The moment I realized the problem was me: 454 words about being in my own way.

Zoom in on a baseball resting on a field of grass. You can see the stitching in wavy lines wrapping around the ball. The grass is textured and scattered. But it’s all facing the same direction, leaning toward the right. The background is empty. It feels quiet and reflective. Will the ball be picked up or left alone?

What could have been

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Regret versus redemption. In 239 words on The Davis Daily

This is a hand-drawn black-and-white illustration of a classic grandfather clock. The clock has a tall, elegant wooden frame with decorative molding at the top, featuring a curved, ornate design. The clock face is round with Roman numerals marking the hours and two hands indicating the time. It’s six after ten. The minute and hour hands are simple but bold, making them easy to read. Below the clock face, a glass-paneled compartment reveals the pendulum, which is a large, round disc hanging from a thin rod, along with two weights suspended by chains. The base of the clock is slightly wider for stability, with subtle detailing along its edges.

Tick tock goes Death’s clock

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About mortality, regret, and the urgency of living fully. Read 632 words on The Davis Daily.