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They Tried To Tell Us The Party Was Over
Endings are a mixed bag of tricks. Some are anticipated with excitement. End of school. Made it through the dentist appointment. Others bring a sense of sadness. Whatever might have been happening was so wonderful you’d hoped it could go on. An incredible thrill ride. A long-awaited vacation. It was sad to see this conference…
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I Thought I’d Taken Care Of Business
My voice has dropped an octave. If I didn’t feel so lousy, it’d be amusing to rebrand who I am with my new vocal chords. The conference has begun. And I’ve got a worse cold than I did weeks ago. Rivers of yellow snot flow from my nose. My throat is raw. I sound…
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Anticipation Is Making Me Wait
I’m not a good waiter. Not a server in a restaurant. I think I could be quite good at that. I’ve got decent people skills and a knack for talking to just about anybody. I’m talking about the act of waiting. Not experiencing what I want to experience when I want it to happen.…
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A Work In Progress–Aren’t We All?
“It’s made of zip ties.” I looked at the picture Melody was showing me. A light fixture from the fun and funky store Anthropologie. There was no way I could tell it was made of zip ties. An inexpensive fastener made of nylon, these would become the parts of a hanging decoration Melody was fashioning…
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When Horse Meets Human
Her name’s Sally. She’s got thick, straight black hair. With her darker skin tones, it’s a beautiful combination. She’s strong with long legs I envy. Did I say she had four of them? Sally’s the horse I got to ride Saturday with a group of friends and family as we trailed through mountains. The scenery…
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