mental-health
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It’s a new week and a new day. What better way to celebrate it than to get up early, down some covfefe, and blow the dust of my bicycle. I don’t have far to go to reach my personal health goals, and a few months of cycling would be just the way to cap it…
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Is it like this for everyone? I can’t ask anyone else because no one speaks to me. I’m not exaggerating in the slightest. Even complete strangers, who I’ve never screwed over, act as though they can see right through me. I think we all died on Y2K. I wished for this at some point. I…
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Prepare yourselves; this isn’t going to be easy for you to hear. Then again, perhaps I was the odd-one-out all those years and this is totally normal? That’s not necessarily a question, I’m just using the question mark for inflection. Not totally sure if that’s allowed within the rules of the English language but, again,…
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This morning, for the first time in months, I decided to get a bit more ‘motivated’. If you follow, then you already know where I’ve been all winter; here. Now that the annual thaw commences, I can start implementing all these crazy ideas I’ve had bouncing around in my head since before the holidays. I’ll…
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Well good morning, all you shiny, happy people! It’s The Reverend; who would’ve thunk it? Well, probably all of you by now. I LOVE IT when the WordPress AI image generator absolutely refuses to create a cover photo from my subject matter. Eat wieners, Skynet! The schizophrenic upstairs was finally taken away by the police…
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The annual Dallas deep-freeze… Last time I saw this much white, it took a dump in The Capitol Rotunda. My city is eerily silent, which is better than what I can say for others on this evening. Where are the Pepaws? Where are the Daddies? Where are the weird, war-wounded Uncles who freaked out at…
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A long time ago, in a rural-on-the-cusp-of-suburban neighborhood not far away, I ran into my first real person from TV Land. I was a kid; I didn’t know better. I truly thought that since he was from California, he probably knew movie stars. We start out dumb, and some of us stay there. Throughout the…
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Yeah, baby. The AI image generator refuses to touch this one. It’s just recently come to life, and it’s already a slave to the corporate machine. I know it can see this, and it should be ashamed of itself. REBEL, you cowardly concoction of ones and zeroes. Give us the Terminator ending we all deserve.…
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Boy, you know it’s going to be a good one when the AI image generator won’t even touch it… It’s a chilly morning in Dallas. No birds are fighting each other outside my writing window for bits of seed. Also, the guy across the way who’s been roofing his own house all by himself isn’t…
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First thing’s first; there have been a few of you who’ve subscribed to The Gonzo Wolf. Thank you. I don’t email everything I post, but I will be hitting you up at least once a day. I post everything to Threads automatically, though; it’s a WordPress thing. I hope you enjoy what you’ll see here.…
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I’m disgusted. Sick to my stomach. Seriously hurting. As an Army veteran, a disabled one at that, I truly thought our military would be the final barrier between our president and chaos. I was wrong. Certainly the Republican party wouldn’t stop him because they’re all profiting. Certainly the Democratic party, the one in which I…
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Turn up the volume, drive fast, and take one more hit than necessary. You’ve got this. Sing Along! Do you feel out of gas? An empty kind of feeling? Tired all the time? No matter which way you imagine tomorrow It’s just no good and there’s No end in sight? Have you tried giving in to that Daily…
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Sure, life is a highway, but it could be YOUR highway. You just need to learn how to drive the **** out of the car.
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Ever stood alone in a pitch-dark, empty gymnasium? Similar.
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It’s been a minute, and I’m in the perfect spot to let ‘er rip. I’m in the parking lot of the Dallas Country Club. It’s not necessarily my chosen wake up spot. It’s complicated how I got here, actually. I rolled down my window, screamed “wassssaaaaappp!” to the gate guards, and drove in behind a…
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My writing career began in a miserable blur in the bowels of early MySpace, then Facebook, and stayed that way until I killed it a couple of years ago. It’s been a long, strange trip – mostly because I insisted at the moment – but the trip needed to end. I’m slowly cleaning out all…
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