Tag: Writing
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Lurking
Green, rolling plains welcome me home I stand amidst the wind and breathe The brilliantly blue sky beckons me to fly The soft touch of the grass whispers for me to lie down
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A Fist Fight, A Time Machine, and Why It’s Important to Let Go of Your Past
I got into a fist-fight in the fourth grade…Sort of. I was playing tetherball with a buddy during our recess hour when another kid walked up. If you know anything about tetherball you would know that it requires a maximum of two people to play. Naturally, when our unexpected guest walked up and began interfering…
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Christmas, Depression, and the One Thing You Can Do To Help
Winter. To some, the mention of that word is enough to bring a smile to their face and a warm glow to their personality. For others, it sends literal chills through the spine.It’s a messy dichotomy; a balancing act.
Confessions 