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Because of my binge working like work schedule, I rarely get to adventure off into the world, but if I do, there’s a purpose for my leaving. Recently, I could get out and for the sole reason of finding a bullet journal and window shop organizational solutions since I’m developing an organizational issue. My desk, …

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The 1990s were good to me mostly, despite the difficulties I can, now, reflect on the good times. I didn’t see them nor appreciate them as much when I was living them, but that’s what being an adult does to you. Hindsight and all that. Since it’s Halloween, I want to share a slice of …

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September 11th, 2001 changed America. Some compared it to the Kennedy assassination because so many of us knew exactly what we were doing and what was going on when it happened. I shared this story in a moment through Twitter years ago and in comment replies. Now that I have this platform, my website, I …

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While most are drinking, grilling, and setting off fireworks here in America, my family who does these types of things like everyone else also remembers one of those we lost. I have mentioned my sibling that abused me, but I had two others. One of these other two has a birthday on July 4th. He …

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As you may have read I’m a 90s kid, I recommend you check out Story Time: 90s Kid Alert. I was born in 1985 in Texas. By age 3 my family moved (for the first time I know in my lifetime) from the Oak Cliff neighborhood in Dallas to my mother’s home state, Alabama. Growing …

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Death can happen to anyone and at any time. My impermanence has come to my mind over the years. It really started sinking in after collecting myself and thoughts after my father’s passing. His death was a difficult, slow burn. Near the end of his life he spent a lot of time in and out …

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My mother continues to be surprised by the way my memory works. I don’t know why it works the way it does or how well it does on things from over 20 years ago but fails me on why I walked into a room. I don’t know why, but it’s never failed me when talking …

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