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March 25, 2022

Worth 1000 Words #14: The Top of the Stairs

At the tail end of a dismal 2020, I vowed to make 2021 better. For my personal life, professional life, and mental health. I can now safely say that not only was 2021 exponentially worse, but 2022 isn’t off to that great of a start either. The downward spiral has continued. I am sure that Continue reading

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September 23, 2021

Killer Swing

I was involved with sports for a significant portion of my adolescence. Basketball, soccer, track, and softball. I excelled in two of those (track and soccer) until a career ending knee surgery at age 15, and now I stick to the treadmill. On the bright side, I got out of it before I had time Continue reading

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September 6, 2021

Tides

I have made it known in the past that I don’t like the beach. Specifically, I don’t like sand, hot weather, or the blaring sun. I don’t swim in the ocean (or go in it past my knees) and I don’t even really swim in pools. I am a temperate, sensible ~70 degree type girl. Continue reading

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September 3, 2021

Ignite

newborn daylight ignites the sky, fierce orange burns the remnants of night, a roaring surf smooths the sand, and welcomes another day Continue reading

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September 2, 2021

Beyond the Storm

when the world is ravaged by an unforgiving storm, and the sea threatens to swallow those who dare to approach, rain pounds against the slick, dark shore, until clouds part, the furious wind abates, the sun rises once more, to start the day anew, beneath a pink sky Continue reading

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September 1, 2021

A Light On The Ocean

when the sky grows dark, stars blink to life, the roaring tide comes in, gulls cry out, buoyed by evening winds, shell-hunters scour the sands for fresh wares, letting the hungry waves lick at their toes, the light on the ocean, a fallen fragment of moonshine, reminds us that we are, like hope unsinkable Continue reading

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June 19, 2021

To Say Goodbye

After 25 years, my parents have sold the family home. It is an inevitable event – my parents never intended to stay in PA forever. They’ll still be here for a little bit longer, but decided to strike while the housing market iron was hot for sellers. In a little over a week, my childhood Continue reading

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March 9, 2021

The Old Days

Before there were podcasts, when television was still in its infancy, the internet was unheard of, and streaming platforms were a distant dream of the future, folks listened to the radio. When I was a child, my father introduced me to old radio shows. Many of these were detective classics, like Johnny Dollar, Sam Spade, Continue reading

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February 10, 2021

Five Favorite Books

A simple little post, talking about my five favorite books of all time. Admittedly, some titles on this list are flexible, but these are definitely in the upper echelon at a constant rate. 5.) Brave New World by Aldous Huxley“COMMUNITY, IDENTITY, STABILITY.”I am admittedly due for a reread of this book, as I’ve only read Continue reading

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January 27, 2021

Scraps

When I first started my current job, I had a 45 minute commute to work. The drive could get boring, and, as someone with frequently racing thoughts, my mind goes in some bizarre directions. On my very first day of this new route, I noticed something on the side of the road as I was Continue reading

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