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Welcome to a world of limitless possibilities, where the journey is as exhilarating as the destination, and where every moment is an opportunity to make your mark.
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The song at the start of this post is a song that has been in my family for countless years, and it came to us as a mistake. It has to be over a decade ago now, my mother was trying to find songs from Marc Broussard because she had fallen in love with one
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I’ve written about this in the past and I am still proud of that blog post and everything it says in it, but I want to update it a bit, it’s been a few years and I am in a very different place then where I was when I wrote it. So here we go,
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A few days ago I started posting a new semi experimental series of fictional posts on my newly restarted Tumblr page, but due to it being a new place I have almost zero reach, so I’ve been thinking of posting it here as well. What follows are the first two posts… Let me know what
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I was supposed to write this at the beginning of the month when I was fresh off of the July 2022 edition of Camp NaNoWriMo but life as usual got in the way. So here I am at the end of the month coming to you with my review. Let me start by explaining what
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We are once again, as of me writing this, less than 2 weeks away from the 2022 edition of my local Relay For Life and for the first time since the pandemic began we are returning to a two day event, and I’m excited beyond belief for what this year might bring. For any of
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On my birthday last year I watched a movie called “Tick, Tick…Boom!” which is a semi-autobiographical musical written by Jonathan Larson, who for those who don’t know is the same person behind the musical “Rent” I picked this movie because besides being a fan of musical theater and being curious about the life of Jonathan Larson,
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Let me repeat the title of this post Art matters. Maybe let’s put it in bold? Art Matters. Now throw in some italics and some all caps? ART MATTERS. No matter how it is written…the words still ring true. ART MATTERS. You may be getting the idea that this is personal to me, and you’d be
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Erin had grown up in a world full of laughter and light, of moments that she held onto tightly because in her current world…well memories like that were the only things that could keep you going. There was hope in those memories, hope that humanity was better than the monsters they had descended
The cynical optimist 