Preach
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Waking up in San Antonio is culture shock compared to Dallas. Let me see if I can formulate a decent example. San Antonio, being a historically prideful city closer to the Mexican border, my television would have me believe that it’s overrun with chaos. It saw none of that. I’m certain my hotel is in…
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Holy Snickerdoodles-in-a-pie-pie-pan! Life is strange. One second I’m scrubbing the toilet (like a good husband should), and the explanation presents itself. I was just telling my wife earlier today how it seems like my mind has slowed down as of late. Not in an old-man sort of way, but like that of an addict “sleeping…
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I was laying in bed, staring at the ceiling in deep thought like every other morning, when I stumbled across a couple of memories. These memories found their place within the existing story and brought the entire scenario down an alternate timeline. This angering event will forever live rent-free inside my head for the rest…
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The curse is steadily lifting. After two decades of shadows, both literally and figuratively, I can see a pinprick of light in the distance. Karma is real. I’m tired of living out my days haunted by a single mistake; one I now realize I was baited into. I’ve forgiven myself, and that should be enough…








