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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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Vacationland

I pull away from home at 9:40 am, I am impressed. Everything is packed, the house and cats are ready for a long absence, and we are only 10 minutes late. Our summer vacation is starting with a big success! … Continue reading

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This Week of Leisure

I took the week of Thanksgiving off work.  After working too many hours for the past several months, I needed some time off to reset and rest. And suddenly, it is Sunday.  What!? As many can relate, it seems like only a … Continue reading

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Journey to the Far Side

I made something happen on Monday.  I planned it.  I organized it.  I executed the event.  All me.  All by myself.  For the first time in 22 months, I independently managed something.  And it worked out just fine. This was successful not … Continue reading

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Fish Bowl

I live in a small fish bowl, floating in a large pond.  I am so focused on the now, on what is in front of me, that I generally don’t notice the glass walls enclosing my life.  Usually I swim around … Continue reading

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