Tales from my head
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The intersection of Murray and Moore streets is a choke point. On each of its four corners, there are popular businesses. On the northeast corner, there is a Chick-fil-A, and as you look clockwise, there is a Seven-brew, a Walmart neighborhood market, and a large liquor store on the other corners. The roads are extra…
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Happiness is a state of mind, a prevailing feeling that all is well, and a foundation for mindfulness. Everybody I know wants to be happy. We are born with instinctive needs. The need for food, shelter, and companionship is innate because it is essential for the body’s survival. Our minds are something else altogether! Our…
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Tonight, my head is filled with images from my past. I see my young self, tanned so dark that other kids asked if I was Indian. I had thick, curly hair. I wore black-rimmed glasses with one arm taped on with masking tape. The tape was a light cream color. I used a marker and…
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I don’t like myself. I am unbearable, hard-headed, opinionated, and arrogant. Sometimes I am just a troublemaker. I know this not from self-discovery, but from something less subjective. Two months ago, I came home from a day spent with friends, watching a full solar eclipse. The eclipse was spectacular! Seeing the sun disappear, hearing the…
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By all accounts Joe is ‘a good man’. He was born the only child to Joe and Joanne Wish. His parents loved each other and raised him well. Unfortunately they also gave him their unremarkable genes, and the last name Wish. His mother was short. His father was wide. Joe was short and wide. ***…
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Politics and politicians are shit. The media makes it worse. It is better for politicians and media magnates when a country is divided, and even more so if the divide is binary! This way the money that can be made can be split down the middle. I think it is time for term limits for…
Tales from my head 