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Imagine you’re watching a movie and you can see something terrible is about to happen, but the characters have no idea it is the moment before things change forever. Because they aren’t aware of the future they’re not drinking in every second or paying extra close attention. They are having a regular or in this […]

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I have over 100 unfinished posts in my drafts file. They are in various states of completion, some no more than a title or a few lines, others much longer, but lacking something. I have a reminder hanging up that reads “What is the story you want to tell?” I ask myself that question so […]

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Half of the country is traveling today, the rest will travel tomorrow, and a travel log is essential to capture our trips. My brother traveled to Philadelphia Monday so we could drive together to my sister’s today. He likes to visit here. He is inordinately fond of one of my cats, James Bond. My house […]

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My absence lasted a week and I returned on a Monday morning in April. Written in chalk on the board in the front of the classroom, was a sentence— Jack looked for his book. I tried sounding out the word looked. It was a word I hadn’t seen before. I asked a friend who said […]

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Fathers’ Day has come and gone, and I barely registered the day; my father has been dead for almost 20 years, and of course I think of him, but not any more or less on Fathers’ Day. I don’t recall making a particular fuss over him when he was alive; he didn’t really like that […]

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