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	<title>Stuart Dallas</title>
	
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	<description>Tasting the acorn...</description>
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		<title>Spring in England</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2010 07:13:17 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stuart</dc:creator>
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		<description>There&amp;#8217;s a crispness about this place this time of year. A freshness that carries with it the promise of a new beginning.
The sky is a magical shade of blue, with a perfectly smooth gradient towards the horizon. The sparse picture-perfect fluffy clouds sit suspended as if supported by hoards of invisible angels. The sun beams [...]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/stuartdallas/~4/V3bqloE6ZuE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
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		<title>Reflections</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Feb 2010 12:22:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stuart</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Life lessons]]></category>

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		<description>The self begins as a blank slate; an unblemished entity with unlimited capacity for love, harmony, and self-expression. A blank slate that&amp;#8217;s ready to explore it&amp;#8217;s new environment with explosive passion and unmatched enthusiasm.
Then the self meets the world, and the world has a different agenda.
The world chisels a comfort zone around the blank slate [...]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/stuartdallas/~4/G00BJtg2k9o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
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		<title>Fucked up</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Jan 2010 21:33:36 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stuart</dc:creator>
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		<description>I&amp;#8217;m far too fucked up at the moment to write anything meaningful. My head is full of different trains of thought, all vying for my focus and I&amp;#8217;m completely failing to prioritise them effectively.
I seem to be on an emotional roller coaster. Some days I&amp;#8217;m up; some days I&amp;#8217;m down. Some days I&amp;#8217;m full of [...]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/stuartdallas/~4/jZS6_bg0hhs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
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		<title>Mirrored</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 16 Jan 2010 20:28:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stuart</dc:creator>
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		<description>Have you ever looked at yourself in a mirror?
I mean really looked at yourself?
Really, really looked at yourself?
Looked deep into your own eyes?
Deep enough to see your own soul?
What did you see?
Did you like it?
Did you love it?
Did you want to get away from it?
Did you feel safe?
What did you feel?
Why?
What does it mean?
Do you [...]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/stuartdallas/~4/uKHIqc0fEJc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
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		<title>Goals for 2010</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 15 Jan 2010 20:15:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stuart</dc:creator>
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		<description>Yesterday was my birthday; I turned 33. Do I feel old? No, I do not. I feel reborn. I feel like a new person. I feel like this is a new beginning for me. I feel empowered.
This year is going to be different. I&amp;#8217;ve spent most of my life with my eyes closed, going where [...]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/stuartdallas/~4/uVfhR5OCgjs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
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		<title>Christmas Day, part three</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Dec 2009 09:00:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This is part three of a three part series, start with Christmas Day, part one.
Jamie was sat up in his bed staring at the door. He couldn&amp;#8217;t believe it.
He had spent the past twenty minutes crying into his pillow. His beloved Santa was gone. He didn&amp;#8217;t believe it. He couldn&amp;#8217;t believe it. They must be [...]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/stuartdallas/~4/TmrJP6ZEXzY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
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		<title>Christmas Day, part two</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Dec 2009 09:00:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stuart</dc:creator>
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		<description>This is part two of a three part series, start with Christmas Day, part one.
Carol quietly closed the door behind her and took a deep breath. She was wondering whether she&amp;#8217;d done the right thing; he seemed really disappointed and she didn&amp;#8217;t like doing that to him. She walked as quietly as she could back [...]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/stuartdallas/~4/QgJQMRSzhsA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
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		<title>Christmas Day, part one</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Dec 2009 09:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Jamie was sat up in his bed staring at the door. He couldn&amp;#8217;t believe it.
It was 4am on Christmas morning and he&amp;#8217;d been woken up by the sounds of someone opening his door. He had opened his eyes only to catch a glimpse of his Mum leaving his stocking at the end of his bed.
His [...]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/stuartdallas/~4/4SkRK_GM_3Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
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		<title>Not mine</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 06 Dec 2009 10:18:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stuart</dc:creator>
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		<description>Words on a page
Seem so strange.
I only wrote them yesterday
They do not feel like mine today.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/stuartdallas/~4/QuLWCDh4Cl4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
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		<title>And then it was gone</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 06 Dec 2009 01:48:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stuart</dc:creator>
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		<description>Staring at a blank page
The words just fail to come
Emptiness stares right back at me
Expectantly.
The truth seemed so clear
When I sat down to write
But I can&amp;#8217;t find the words
Frustratingly.
How does clarity turn cloudy
So quickly and so often
True meaning lost in transcription
Disappointingly.
Thoughts to words
Mind to paper
Essence to vapour
Regrettably.
The clarity remembered
The message lost
Everything becomes less clear
Painfully.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/stuartdallas/~4/C8G86x35niI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
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		<title>Who are you?</title>
		<link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/stuartdallas/~3/5-aT_vca6_o/who-are-you</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Nov 2009 17:14:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stuart</dc:creator>
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		<description>What&amp;#8217;s your answer?
If you&amp;#8217;ve got an answer then keep that in mind but strip away everything in your life that&amp;#8217;s not guaranteed beyond being alive. No job, no friends, no family, no home, no clothes, nothing left but your body and soul. Did you just take away your answer? If you did then it&amp;#8217;s not [...]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/stuartdallas/~4/5-aT_vca6_o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
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		<title>Identity</title>
		<link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/stuartdallas/~3/FhaI8tzzQYY/identity</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 12:17:36 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stuart</dc:creator>
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		<description>He lay in his bed staring at the light fitting on the ceiling; his mind wandered aimlessly. What a week. He let out a long deep sigh.
He looked out of the window. The sky was a wispy blue and the sun was shining. It was going to be a lovely day of typical autumn weather [...]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/stuartdallas/~4/FhaI8tzzQYY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
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		<title>*click*</title>
		<link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/stuartdallas/~3/FKg_PVzgyNo/click</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 20:01:07 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stuart</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[the past]]></category>

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		<description>I was watching Neighbours on the gantry with the guys. You climbed up the ladder; there were no spare chairs. You sat on my lap.
*click*
You stood on the stage and started to sing. All I could hear was an angel.
*click*
After the final performance of some great acting and singing where the technical involvement had been [...]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/stuartdallas/~4/FKg_PVzgyNo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
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		<title>My new plan</title>
		<link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/stuartdallas/~3/zI6ytknDDes/my-new-plan</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 16:22:41 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stuart</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[work]]></category>

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		<description>Three months ago I quit my job, but I&amp;#8217;m still here. Here&amp;#8217;s why&amp;#8230;
When I started at my current job I was really excited. It was my second startup in a row and I was addicted to that style of working. The fast-paced, fluid environment with ever-changing requirements and the blank sheet of paper feel appeal [...]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/stuartdallas/~4/zI6ytknDDes" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
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		<title>Say no to drugs</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 07:40:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stuart</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Health]]></category>

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		<description>Please note that in this post I am not suggesting anyone should stop taking any drugs their doctor has prescribed, I&amp;#8217;m just telling my story and what&amp;#8217;s worked for me. It might be dangerous for you to do the same so please consult your doctor before doing anything stupid.
When I moved house recently I got [...]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/stuartdallas/~4/L7gxI4ltXjA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
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		<title>I miss you</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 11:14:45 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stuart</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Relationships]]></category>

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		<description>I miss the way you&amp;#8217;d always be excited to see me.
I miss the way you knew me better than I knew myself.
I miss the way you knew what I needed and what I wanted.
I miss the way you always knew the difference.
I miss the way you smile; I miss the way you pout.
I miss the [...]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/stuartdallas/~4/6Qmk20WSaUU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
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		<title>Supersize sir?</title>
		<link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/stuartdallas/~3/GiKwNmv54Jc/supersize-sir</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Oct 2009 23:52:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stuart</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Life lessons]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[diabetes]]></category>

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		<description>Ok, let&amp;#8217;s not dance around the point&amp;#8230; I&amp;#8217;m a fat bloke. I&amp;#8217;ve been saying yes to the above question, both out loud and in my head, for the best part of twenty years.
I&amp;#8217;ve been overweight for as long as I can remember, but I&amp;#8217;ve seen pictures that prove it wasn&amp;#8217;t always the case. I&amp;#8217;ve spent [...]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/stuartdallas/~4/GiKwNmv54Jc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
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		<title>Attitude</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Oct 2009 15:49:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stuart</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[fear]]></category>

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		<description>Everything in life comes down to attitude. Live the right attitude and life will be better. The wrong attitude can be fatal.
I&amp;#8217;ve lived my life in fear of so many things that I ended up living in a hole too afraid to come out. Over the years I&amp;#8217;ve had opportunities to spend over a year [...]&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/stuartdallas/~4/oosJwl6ugtQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description>
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