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Flying and Me

Reality is the latch in front of me. Who knew a latch could be so fascinating? I look at its shape, its simplicity, and feel content. It can swing left, or right, or stay exactly in the middle. It can … Continue reading

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Explaining Myself

I have to get this done. “Come on Charlie, you can do this.” I say. I find talking to myself, out loud, helps me focus. It seems to catch my brain’s attention in a way that just thinking to myself … Continue reading

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Tripping

“Not that one. You aren’t someone who will be okay with a porta-potty for a week.” Mary states definitively. “But it’s half the price of all the others.” I protest weakly. “And there’s a shower inside, so it has running … Continue reading

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