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Journey on
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Journey on

The early morning air of these summer days beckons me to adventure, adventure, adventure. It whispers to me about early morning hikes over mountains and through the pines… Or early city-smells on new roads, with fresh cheese and fruit bought from shops where sometimes they speak your language and, sometimes, they don’t. And I’m thirsty … Continue reading

Summahtiiiiime
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Summahtiiiiime

And the living is eeeeeeeeeeeeea-say. Honestly, though. I woke up yesterday and turned on the song “In the Good Old Summertime” right away. Sundays, man. Sundays in the summer. And mass was perfect. It was just everything. Every, every, everything. Father Patrick was on fire, and the band was beautiful, and there I was, trying … Continue reading

Here I am.
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Here I am.

Where I am: I want to write so badly. I want to say really meaningful and touching things and then people can read them and be, hopefully, somehow think deeper thoughts that they would otherwise. Alas. What a week it has been. Late nights, early mornings. I have no more thoughts, and little bits of … Continue reading

A Summer Break
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A Summer Break

I once read, in a textbook for some course in a Gen Ed requirement, that the nicotine addiction functions differently than many drugs/ stimulants/ addictions. For most stimulants, folks who partake experience a form of “high” that they always, always yearn to reach again. The book (and, obviously, this is only one professional opinion, and … Continue reading