Ah. The United States of America. This post will be a short one. Actually, that may be a lie. There are a lot of wonderful stories to tell from the past few days. I didn’t get to write anything while I was down there, and I’ll be busy the next few days. But stories willContinue reading “The Collapse”
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The Return
I’m on my way back from Mexico. Guadalajara, in the state of Jalisco, specifically. I wrote this post over a week ago on Sunday afternoon. I didn’t know if I would have time to post anything while I was hurtling through the air in a cylindrical tube at five hundred miles per hour thirty thousandContinue reading “The Return”
The Sleepless Child
There once was a young boy who was scared to go to sleep at night. It was the dark, the quiet, and the loneliness of an empty room. The boy had trouble going to sleep and would get up and try to find a reason to stay up or say he needed to ask hisContinue reading “The Sleepless Child”
The Momma
I’ve known her my entire life. She’s known me for over half of hers. We were inseparable for about nine months of both of our lives. We were together constantly, and I made her life a living nightmare. I was constantly poking her in the ribs with my feet. I guess you could say I’veContinue reading “The Momma”
The Long-Winded
This post will be a short one. Did you ever hear a preacher say he was almost finished? And this was after he had already preached for an hour? Twenty minutes later, you get a hankering to stage a protest. He just keeps going. You know you’re momma is cooking pot roast, and you hateContinue reading “The Long-Winded”
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