<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691310927885387415</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:03:15.253-08:00</updated><category term='metacognition'/><category term='emotional'/><category term='self preservation'/><title type='text'>pebbles of thought</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pebblesofthought.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7691310927885387415/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pebblesofthought.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ms Right Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10794862498515422730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sAYI3nQog4g/TWgHjKt5BII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/2P2KZKqtKAs/s220/15009_1306381172795_1028515419_30712055_6999863_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691310927885387415.post-1838055431151946939</id><published>2011-03-01T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T08:40:03.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pros vs. Amateurs</title><content type='html'>The only difference between pros and amateurs is that pros have passion,&amp;nbsp;dedication and experience.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7691310927885387415-1838055431151946939?l=pebblesofthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pebblesofthought.blogspot.com/feeds/1838055431151946939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pebblesofthought.blogspot.com/2011/03/pros-vs-amateurs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7691310927885387415/posts/default/1838055431151946939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7691310927885387415/posts/default/1838055431151946939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pebblesofthought.blogspot.com/2011/03/pros-vs-amateurs.html' title='Pros vs. Amateurs'/><author><name>Ms Right Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10794862498515422730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sAYI3nQog4g/TWgHjKt5BII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/2P2KZKqtKAs/s220/15009_1306381172795_1028515419_30712055_6999863_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691310927885387415.post-6579813428880316674</id><published>2011-02-26T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T13:08:48.138-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metacognition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self preservation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional'/><title type='text'>Emotionally Preserved?</title><content type='html'>I find myself wandering around the house&amp;nbsp;with music blaring in my ears but not actually listening to it.&amp;nbsp; I have other things on my mind today.&amp;nbsp; Although this may sound like the ramblings of a depressed person, I'm far from that.&amp;nbsp; I'm merely thinking about thinking.&amp;nbsp; What's the term for that?&amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="ft"&gt;Metacognition!&amp;nbsp; Yep, I looked it up.&amp;nbsp; Ok ok so getting to the point of this post- I was thinking about that underlying feeling that even though you're surrounded by people who know you and love you, there's always this feeling of being alone.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I am the only one who feels that way or maybe it's some kind of self preserving tactic my brain has conjured up so I have the ability to make it through any kind of loss being emotionally intact.&amp;nbsp; I feel like I'm walking parallel with those around me instead of together.&amp;nbsp; It doesn't bother me at all.&amp;nbsp; It's just a feeling that pops into my head from time to time that I find sort of odd.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7691310927885387415-6579813428880316674?l=pebblesofthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pebblesofthought.blogspot.com/feeds/6579813428880316674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pebblesofthought.blogspot.com/2011/02/emotionally-preserved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7691310927885387415/posts/default/6579813428880316674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7691310927885387415/posts/default/6579813428880316674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pebblesofthought.blogspot.com/2011/02/emotionally-preserved.html' title='Emotionally Preserved?'/><author><name>Ms Right Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10794862498515422730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sAYI3nQog4g/TWgHjKt5BII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/2P2KZKqtKAs/s220/15009_1306381172795_1028515419_30712055_6999863_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7691310927885387415.post-7108839682036524395</id><published>2011-02-26T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T10:46:18.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blank Stares</title><content type='html'>A blank stare is actually a wall protecting a frenzy of internal activity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7691310927885387415-7108839682036524395?l=pebblesofthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pebblesofthought.blogspot.com/feeds/7108839682036524395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pebblesofthought.blogspot.com/2011/02/blank-stares.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7691310927885387415/posts/default/7108839682036524395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7691310927885387415/posts/default/7108839682036524395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pebblesofthought.blogspot.com/2011/02/blank-stares.html' title='Blank Stares'/><author><name>Ms Right Now</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10794862498515422730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sAYI3nQog4g/TWgHjKt5BII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/2P2KZKqtKAs/s220/15009_1306381172795_1028515419_30712055_6999863_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
