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Where has the sweetness gone?

Where has the sweetness gone?

Historically, I’ve at least felt comfortable in my land. Even when arguing politics, usually handshakes would occur with the possibility of a hug. At least some type of closing honoring of each of us. I’ve been travelling through this land feeling not...
Say yes

Say yes

“Say yes, and you’ll figure it out afterwards.” Tina Fey When I was a teenager, my Explorer Pact needed to raise money for an upgrade to the falling down campground we used regularly. Suggestions came fast, yet they were the same as every other time....
Why I never read the news

Why I never read the news

I was in the air on election eve. When I awoke in the morning to the shocking news of the Presidential election, I turned over and rolled back to sleep—believing I was in the middle of a dream or nightmare. But the news was the same after I awoke for the second time...
Yes. A Poem.

Yes. A Poem.

Into the yes It feels strange As though I’ve been taken hostage Into another land Where smiles and chatting going on all around. Where am I and who asked for this, hard for me to hide I always sit in the back… This room is round I can’t find a place to hide And others...
The real meaning of “friend”

The real meaning of “friend”

You know those rare moments when a rush of warmth flows through your being? It can occur at any time. You feel filled up—as though you just finished a great meal. That is real friendship. Friendship is a sacred gift, not a thumbs up on social media. And I’m...