A place to show my work
Distance is needed,
like air between notes of a song—
space to breathe, to grow strong.
It’s the quiet pause after laughter,
the gentle hush before dawn.
Distance is needed,
not absence, but room for the heart
to remember why it belongs.
With time and space, love deepens—
like roots stretching underground,
reaching for water, reaching for light,
returning, always, to where it feels right.
Affection of longing is what I hold dearly
Bonding over many things in common
Cuddling offers comfort
Devotion to one another without changing who we are
Elevated heart rate whenever you are near
Falling deeply for the one who doesn’t want to change you
Giving you space when you need it
Honoring each other
Interest aligns in every way
Journey that we will take together
Kinder spirits in most everything
Loneliness is never the case
Memories created each day
Never wondering if they truly care
Open to each other’s opinions
Patience with one another
Quiet moments cherished just as much as the loud ones
Reminders of love shown in simple gestures
Support that never wavers, even on the hardest days
Trust built through honesty, patience, and time
Understanding each other’s hearts without needing many words
Valuing the bond we’ve nurtured together
Willing to grow side by side, always
Xenial warmth shared in every embrace
Yearning for a future filled with shared dreams
Zeal for a love that continues to deepen
One
star
up high
twinkling
Seen by all around
Glowing gently in the velvet dark
There once was a dog so polite,
Who insisted on dancing each night.
But his wiggles were bold,
And completely uncontrolled—
So the neighbors declared him a sight!
Honestly, I’m thrilled to wait again,
Obviously, patience is my strongest trait.
Please, take your time — I have nothing else to do.
Every delay just fills me with sunshine.
Funny how “soon” always means “never.”
Unrealistic expectations? No, not me.
Love how hope keeps tripping me on repeat.
The best relationships are symbiotic—each person growing stronger because the other exists.
A dragon once munched on a shoe-y,
Declared, “This snack is delightfully chewy!”
He gnawed and he nibbled
’Til the laces unribbled,
Then sighed, “Next time I’ll try something gooey.”
Every secret eventually finds its eavesdropper; the real question is who’s brave enough to listen.
Every week, a creative prompt will be offered for you to unleash your imagination and artistic skills.
You can share your response in the form of art or any creative expression that the prompt inspires.
There are no restrictions and no deadlines, so feel free to take your time and enjoy the creative process.
Remember to label your response with #missysmadchallenge.
Your challenge for this week
In the hush between breaths,
transmission begins—
a shimmer of thought
crossing the unseen bridge.
It hums in the wires,
it glows in the skin,
carrying more
than words can hold.
What is the standard
that you live by—
the one you preach aloud,
or the one you follow
when no one is watching.
Profanity cracks
through the calm of my own mind,
truth with jagged edges.
Philosophy was tough for me in college because it always felt like there were a hundred different answers to every question—and none of them were quite right! I’d leave class with my head spinning, wondering if I even knew what a chair was anymore. It was a real mental workout, for sure.
“We generate fears while we sit. We overcome them by action. Fear is nature’s way of warning us to get busy.” – Dr. Henry Link
Director David Lynch, born on January 20th, 1946, attended the inauguration of John F Kennedy in 1961 when he was fifteen. Along with hundreds of other Boy Scouts. Lynch saw Kennedy, along with outgoing President Dwight D. Eisenhower and future presidents Richard Nixon and Lyndon B. Johnson, as their limos drove by. “I realized I saw four consecutive presidents in that short amount of time, 10 inches from my face,” he told Scouting magazine in 2017.
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