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the dryer and its lies
And then suddenly the waiting for what was to come the unexpected, the wondering, worry, and…
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A New Heart
Tonight, as I sit writing, my role model, hero, and friend Hugh Hollowell sits with his…
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Riding Shotgun
Some of my fondest memories from when I was little are riding shotgun with my Daddy.…
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buried dreams
for J and for L, always over there in the far corner beyond the well manicured…
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gravity
Looking down at my feet, I ponder about how truly amazing gravity is. It’s like this…
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pluvia
tiny particles hold hands, becoming one just before racing towards the earth as fast as gravity…
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Flip the Flag
Miss Sophie and I went for a walk late this evening, after the sun was well…
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My Tattoo
I don’t have any tattoos. It’s not a big deal or anything–probably my two biggest reasons…