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The Art of Aging Out

The Art of Aging Out

Another birthday not remembered. It’s not that I forgot the 411 about my birthday. It’s that I don’t remember the day I exited her womb. Yet I was raised to celebrate this unremembered event. After all, this is the day when my life really began. At least that’s what...
Lucid Timestamp: July 25, 2018

Lucid Timestamp: July 25, 2018

I am depressed. I tell myself that I shouldn’t be depressed. I want to sell myself on this because I have what most people would love. Yet I am depressed. I choose to look at why – and it’s because I am not doing everything I am meant to do here in this life....
One Look is a Love Story

One Look is a Love Story

Wife whispered in my ear, “She’s in love with him.” She sat front row and watched him without pause. No phone check-ins. No beverage drinking. Barely a blink. Minutes later, she remained seated as I approached, kneeled, and asked, “Do you know the performer?”...

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