There’s a bus. Pulling up, pulling away. Something very different in the world, you know....

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lack of purpose. lack of focus. lack of direction. lack of motivation. “without challenge we...

When I worked with the horses, I saw them everywhere. Every other movement was an...

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The smell of cold reminds me of Alaska. The way the air shoves down– but...

Yes. I have hated America. From childish adoration sprouted disillusionment, disgust; embarrassment. Shame. Doubt the...

Today, like every Saturday, Grandpa and I went to church. After the Our Father, I...