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Heather Zoppetti
@digitalnabi.bsky.social
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Philly software engineer, technical writer, former knitwear designer, and aspiring fiction writer. I love coffee, cats, and the Oxford comma.
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And then, instead of working harder, I started avoiding it. I told myself I needed a break, I'd get back on track after the weekend. Then the weekend turned into another week another missed assignment, another excuse.
November 14, 2025 at 1:34 PM
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I don’t know what it is about fall that makes me want to spin yarn, but I’ll take it. Next up: this delicious blend from @intothewhirled.bsky.social
A braid of spinning fiber from @intothewhirled yarn in the color “Unobtainium” which is green, purple, and blue. The blend is 70/15/15 Merino/Yak/Silk
November 2, 2025 at 8:10 PM
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Today I made yarn. Still needs a good wash. #yarn #handspun
An olive green skein of handspun yarn right off the niddy-noddy
November 1, 2025 at 9:57 PM
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The stars above blurred into a single soft glow, and everything else—past, future, whatever came after—faded away until it was only us. Just warmth and the quiet magic of a kiss we’d both been holding back for too long.
October 30, 2025 at 11:05 AM
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Hey, I hear it’s #NationalCatDay
Rusty the cat in his window bed soaking in the sun.
October 29, 2025 at 1:25 PM
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Wednesday vibes.
Rusty, an orange and white cat, lays half on his back with a paw resting on his face. He’s had it with this week, but it’s only Wednesday.
October 23, 2025 at 1:33 AM
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In Philly, I could vanish if I wanted to. Slip into the ocean of tourists, linger unseen in Reading Terminal Market among the chatter and clatter of lunch. Nobody cared if I was new or local or just passing through; the city's attention was elsewhere. I'd always loved that about Philadelphia. It was big enough to hold every story without demanding I share my own.
October 15, 2025 at 11:44 AM
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"But you didn't love it?" She sighed. "I enjoyed winning. I liked the feeling of excelling at something. But the act of running? Pushing myself until my lungs burned and my legs felt like jelly, just so I could make my parents proud?" She shook her head. "I don't think I ever ran for me."
October 13, 2025 at 12:06 PM
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Maybe that's why I let her go. Because, to me, love had always been fleeting. Losing her on my own terms felt safer than waiting for her to realize she didn't feel the same.
October 7, 2025 at 10:59 AM
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And I didn't feel jealous of their close-ness. I didn't even feel angry about the years that had slipped away. I just missed my friend. The girl who used to meet me at the reservoir when her thoughts got too loud. The one who made up fake horror movie plots for people we didn't like. The one who always knew when I needed her—without me having to say it.
October 6, 2025 at 11:39 AM
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Judgy #cat
Orange cat sits at the top of his tree looking down at me with disdain.
October 6, 2025 at 12:24 AM
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She sighed and swirled the ice in her soda with her straw. "I've wanted to leave. Almost have a million times, but something kept me. This place is a trap. You shouldn't have come back, Adam. It will trap you, too," Kira said.
September 24, 2025 at 12:05 PM
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So part of me wondered if that meant I could change too. I didn't know if it was possible to rebuild a life when the version of yourself that broke it in the first place is still in there somewhere. But I had watched my father try, fail, and try again. Maybe that's all redemption is— failing forward. I hoped I had that in me, too. I'd like to think so.
September 17, 2025 at 10:48 AM
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The human hasn’t been posting enough photos of me, so I’m taking matters into my own paws. #caturday #catsOfBluesky #catSky
Rusty, an orange and white cat, takes a selfie while lounging on the couch.
September 13, 2025 at 1:40 PM
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I stood there for a long time, the smell of herbs and soap and scorched garlic thick in the air. I didn't know what to say. So I said the worst thing: nothing.
September 12, 2025 at 12:07 PM
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Adam leaned forward, elbows resting on his guitar. "I don't think anyone feels normal. Not really. But you being honest —that's more real than half the people out there playing house with smiles they don't mean."
September 11, 2025 at 10:54 AM
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Sunday feels. #CatSky #CatsOfBluesky
Orange and white cat, Rusty, naps in a loose shrimp pose with one hand draped over his head. A bright handknit blanket covers his lower body.
September 7, 2025 at 1:43 PM
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Maybe she should have made more friends in the city. It had been years now, and yet she'd built a life out of distance, low expect-ations, polite conversations, and jokes that went nowhere
September 7, 2025 at 12:26 PM
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Certain she could live on coffee alone, she poured herself a cup and cooed over the steaming hot liquid of life. Mmm.
September 4, 2025 at 10:41 AM
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"You think we'll still be friends in ten years?" she asked suddenly. I didn't even hesitate. "Duh." "You sound so sure." "Because I am. You're stuck with me, Bywater. Like gum on a shoe." "Gross." She crinkled her nose. "Accurate," I said. "We're going to grow old and retire together. Just you wait."
August 30, 2025 at 12:18 PM
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Rusty is a silly goose today.
Rusty the orange cat caught mid bath making silly faces.
August 29, 2025 at 12:00 AM
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Sunday vibes.
Rusty, an orange and white cat, curls up on the couch and covers his face with a paw.
August 24, 2025 at 3:43 PM
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"Because I can't leave," he said simply. Myla swallowed, the sweetness of the root suddenly bitter on her tongue. "You mean you don't want to.' His mouth twitched. "Same difference."
August 24, 2025 at 9:19 AM
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I think it was late fall, junior year, but it could’ve been earlier. In that strange way memory distorts time, it felt both recent and ancient. Like a dream I half-remember, but swear changed me.
August 22, 2025 at 11:41 AM
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The start of an addiction.
Kyle leaned back, grinning. “Told you. Makes everything better.” They sprawled in the dim living room, music from the cheap stereo humming low. Lukas stared at the ceiling, tracing the hairline cracks in the plaster. For the first time in months, he wasn’t angry. He wasn’t afraid. He wasn’t anything. The peace was so intoxicating he almost missed the whisper at the back of his mind. More. You’ll need more of this.
August 13, 2025 at 8:13 AM