Call me crazy, but when it comes to my friends and the woman I’m intimate with, I kinda […]
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Covid and this global pandemic has put the screws to many things and tested the resolve of many people. […]
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He was exhausted. Buried in debt and facing prison in the morning; he fished all night in hopes […]
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I’ve always loved the story of Sleepy Hollow. As a kid it was one of my favorites. The […]
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A few weeks after my wife and I got divorced we both received a letter from the court. […]
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We had just left the store. I had been told to get into the car; but like with […]
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Received a message in my messenger a few days ago. Spoke of a woman who was feeling inadequate in her relationship and described a man that was, for all intents and purposes, simply not present. It struck me when I read it. Thoughts immediately began to run in my mind. Opinions and judgements were plenty. But I ignored it. Dismissed it. Kicked it a one liner response and moved on. It’s been days later and I’m still thinking about it.
I mean, who isn’t insecure? About something. At some time. I’d wager to think that we all feel insecure at different times in our lives. It’s part of the human condition. One of the many horrible but natural things that make us human. The feelings of being inadequate. Not enough. Lacking. Whether it’s our language, body image, the lifestyle we live, etc. there seems to be plenty of reasons to make us feel less about who we are inside. And I honestly believe 99.9% of our insecurities are developed and formed in our early childhood development.
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To be totally honest, I’m a bit annoyed that I’m even writing about this. I’m typically not one to care much about getting in line or subscribing to mass hysteria. But I think in light of recent events I’d be foolish not to at least share my thoughts on it. Not that it has me concerned in any way shape or form, but with the news of the Corona Virus came all sorts of somewhat “new” things to think about. I’m sure I’m not the only one. I’m sure many others have found themselves in thought at the impact of what could be and what that would mean.
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Every once in a while I come across something that I think is unique. Stands out to me as different and catches my attention. I’ve never personally met Jay Cookingham or his wife Christine; but she recently passed away, and he has been sharing their story on FaceBook.
I’ve been on FaceBook a long time now. Seen many posts of people who have passed away. Few that I’ve known. Some are a shock. Others are an extended reminder of the pain this life holds at times. People offer their condolences then generally it’s put out of mind. But this has been different. This has been anything but ordinary. And after following the posts over the last few weeks, it became increasingly clear why.
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I’m a bit weird. Admittedly so. Especially when it comes to music. I’m not specific in the genres of music I listen to, per se, but I have to feel the music, or my mind simply rejects it. From the beat, to the vocals, etc. the person singing it has to be committed for it to be good, imo. For instance, I once saw a band up on stage singing a sad song, yet they were all smiles; and I thought, these people are just glad to be here; but I could hear it in the music, it was a sad song, the lyrics were sad, but they weren’t, and it came across in their music.
