When I Was Young


Things were much simpler when we were young. When I reflect back on my youth, I can not remember worrying as much about the daily grind. I loved school and was always happy to be there.

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What’s the Point?


What does it take to figure out your purpose in life? I have been asking myself that a lot over the past few months. Resurrecting my writing has been one thing I have been trying; however, I’m not sure it stops there.

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Can’t We All Just Get Along?


I was having a conversation with some coworkers/friends at lunch today. We certainly do not try to have political discussions at work because talking about politics at the office can be bad news.

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When There Are No Words


I was warned about moments like this. Certain moments when I would struggle to find words to write. It seems I have hit one of those walls. Right now, I feel like a dry well.

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What Are You Afraid Of?


What are you afraid of? I am scared of the dark and clowns. I am also afraid of not making a difference to people in this world. I probably have an unhealthy fear of failure and rejection and a slight fear of succeeding.

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