DAILY PHOTO: Line of Elephants on Barren Earth

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Photograph taken in Amboseli National Park in Kenya of a line of elephants traipsing out of the shelter of trees across bare soil.

PROMPT: Conspiracy

Daily writing prompt
What’s a conspiracy theory you actually find believable?

I used to think any conspiracy of three or more was doomed to someone talking, but now I’m pretty sure there’s a bipartisan cabal of billionaires who get together and laugh and laugh about how they can get with absolutely every American underaged daughter if they just keep people scrolling material that paints an opposition as lunatics void of all humanity, such that a pack of horny dimwitted robber-barons seem positively electable by comparison.

Summer Gust [Haiku]

malformed tree 
stands rigid against
a Summer gust.

Caterpillars [Haiku]

caterpillars
on each branch;
leaves, but memories.

DAILY PHOTO: City of the Dead, Manjyly Ata

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Photograph of the cemetery at Manzhyly Ata in Kyrgyzstan.

PROMPT: Uncertainty

Daily writing prompt
How do you deal with uncertainty?

Know its inevitability. Ride its currents.

After getting freaked out, realize that being freaked out changes nothing. Might as well see the unfolding of an uncertain event as the unwrapping of a gift.

DAILY PHOTO: Patuxai & Palms

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Photograph of the Patuxai and palm-lined walk to it in Vientiane, Laos.

PROMPT: Adult

Daily writing prompt
What’s a moment when you realized you were officially an adult?

That was so long ago. Since then, I’ve come full cycle to find that I’m not.

DAILY PHOTO: Cluster of Buildings Seen from the Klang River

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Photograph of a dense cluster of buildings in the heart of Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. Taken from beside the Klang River.

PROMPT: Best Restaurant

Daily writing prompt
Which is the best restaurant in your city?

I haven’t tried them all. Supposedly, there could be as many as 6,600 restaurants in the greater metropolitan area (but there are at least 2,700.) I eat out once or twice a week when at home, so… Plus, I have no idea what constitutes “best,” and I don’t trust single experiences as evidence. I once thought I’d had the best fried chicken in the world from a vendor cart in Bangkok. The chicken was probably okay, but I think the fact that I’d walked ten miles and hadn’t eaten in as many hours pushed said chicken into its exalted spot. And I very much don’t trust hype. Long story short, I guess we’ll never know.