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  • Life, Truth, Dreams, and the Occasional Spaghetti with Meatballs

    By a Guy Who Thinks Best While Walking His Dog Some mornings arrive with a purpose. You can feel it in the air before the coffee is even finished brewing. The world is quiet. The sky is still deciding what shade of blue it wants to be. The roads are mostly empty except for the…

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  • What the Rain Brings

    It’s raining. The kind of rain that doesn’t just show up, it settles in like it’s unpacking for a long stay. Looking at those clouds right now, I’d say they’ve paid the rent and brought a suitcase full of gloom. My little dog—wise soul that he is—is curled up in the corner, taking one look…

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  • Spring’s First Breath

    And what a morning! One of those rare ones that feels like it’s been waiting all winter just to unfold right in front of you. If I had the voice for it, I’d throw my head back and sing—something grand, something worthy of the world stretching its arms after a long, cold sleep. Hard to…

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