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Plagued

Steamy vapors dance out of our mug, rising up and active despite the cold.

Warm, caffeinated, medicated, placated. But the cold has a way of slowing everything down, even the lifeless poison air wafting from our drink.

Bottoms up.

Tales From Retail: Signs

So a lady comes up to the only closed register at work and sets her stuff down right next to … Continue Reading Tales From Retail: Signs

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We Weren’t Always So Afraid of the Dark

Did you know that the Moon changes every day? Peoples of old knew, and they would go out and spend time with her every night to make sure that she was okay. They were friends, and the People called her Luna. If Luna had a name for the People, they never knew, but they knew that she listened to them; and that was enough.

Faith

Like many people, I don’t remember much of my childhood. I was a dumb little kid too focused on having … Continue Reading Faith

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