Tag Archives: freedom
The Poisoned Darts of Rejection
The deepest river of my soul flows with a yearning. My heart aches for one...
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Who Am I Going to Please?
It was a cold, blistery day in 2012 (a beautiful cliché opening). I was excited...
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I Try Not to be Afraid, But I Am
I try not to be afraid, but I am. I’ve been afraid of just about...
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Maybe I’m the Spawn of Satan
I have a choice. That’s the beauty of being human. Sometimes it looks like...
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Cheerios and My Line Drive
It was one of those mornings where half the crew woke up on the...
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