It’s funny how landscapes can bring memories flooding back to you. I’ve spent a lot of time in the last month driving through areas that I used to frequent. The new commute takes me through my college town and the…
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Fetch
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Sometimes, it’s hard to get out of our own heads. I’ve certainly had that problem a lot lately. Thinking about the past year, I get caught up in the things I could have done differently, the mistakes I’ve made. It’s…
Filtered
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Fall and Winter mornings have a quality that you often can’t find at other times of the year. Early morning clouds and fog shroud the landscape in a mist that seems to come from another place. If you can block…
Baggage
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Gabrielle stared out the window at the gloomy, gray sky and felt an overwhelming sense of…too much. Depression. Fear. Suffocation. Rain streamed down from the sky, almost as if it was sobbing. She somehow felt that was appropriate today. She…
Heart-less
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Sometimes I think life would be much simpler if I didn’t have a heart. Not the physical organ that makes it possible for me to be here. No, I’m referring to the metaphorical heart, the thing that makes us feel.…
Foucault and the Carpool Lane
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I stared out the windshield at the gray, dismal sky, watching drops of rain bounce off the hood of my car, much like the silent tears waiting to fall from my own tired eyes. Looking at the clock, I saw…
Leap Year
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Do you ever look back at the events of the past year and say, “it’s ONLY been a year?” Sometimes it feels like several years have passed in one. Like this last year. One year ago, I regained my freedom.…
Whole Again
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Sometimes, all it takes to turn my day around are a few words from her. Most of the time, it doesn’t really even matter what those words are. Just knowing she is there supporting me, loving me, watching out for…
The Meeting
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How many times had I imagined this moment? Too many to count. So many months had passed. Thousands of messages exchanged. Cherished phone calls where our voices gave life to the words that ran through our heads all day. But…
Musical Musings – Arms
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In all the writing that I’ve done, my favorites have been my music posts. Aside from being a subject I love to talk about, I’ve always felt that music better often expressed how I felt about my world and the…