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All Fired Up About Something
I’m not adverse to creativity. Give me a computer or pen and paper, and thoughts flow. Writing is a form of imaginativeness I can enjoy. Words are tools that produce inventive pictures. Hand me a paintbrush and a piece of pottery and I feel like a monkey being handed a violin and being told to play.…
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You Should Have Seen What Got Away!
Watching it flop shouldn’t have bothered me. It did. I’m not a die-hard fisherman. A fish dying to return to water bothers me. We won’t eat it; it’s catch and release because of all the chemicals leeching into the water. Let him go! But everyone needed to see it. It was a big bass, about…
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Bunnies In My Brain
I’ve been a rabbit trailer since I was little. I don’t follow them. I tend to race down paths only bunnies would wander. In conversations, I can pursue a variety of topics at any given moment. Then switch it up midstream. Often hard to follow. I usually know what I’m talking about. I’ve been known to lose my point partway…
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The Great Gift Of Grins
Life is hard. That’s a statement that most everyone would agree with. A peek at the news confirms it. Hurt and pain recognize no borders. Fear and despair have no nationality. We question our safety, the fairness of life, the limits of our paychecks. Hope can drown in our daily emotions. Until you look in the…
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Have You Reached A Verdict?
Spring Break. Not having children of this age, it shouldn’t affect me. My job, however, allows me to work with folks who do have children this age. When the kids are home, everyone gets a little break. I anticipated a slower week. Things needed doing–aren’t there always things that need doing? I’d made a loose…
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