in elementary school the 'they' that we remember vaguely as anything other than 'me' called me Son of Thunder...

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heather and i ran into a woman who attends my father's church at the mall today...

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snow with no sun night skies with no stars...

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I read a bit recently that described thanks as gratitude for that which one did not earn to which I...

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Self-consciousness is generally loathsome, though it doesn't stop me from trepidating on its doorstep...

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family is a strange thing...

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