Words

The Well-Placed Word

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Not that long ago, what I can only presume is an "older gentleman", and by "older", I mean over fifty, but probably closer to seventy, sent me a private message on Facebook to complain about my use of a word. I remember reading the message and thinking "Are you for real?" Initially I ignored it, … Continue reading The Well-Placed Word

Words

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I haven't been quiet intentionally, I've been quiet because I've been sick for the majority of the month we have recently said goodbye to until 2017. February didn't exactly begin with a sense of calm, either. I've had maybe one or two migraine-free days over the past month or so, and the migraines themselves have … Continue reading Words

There’s A Difference

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Of late, I've noticed people feel incredibly safe behind their computer-based bubbles, but I often wonder how real people are being. Sometimes, stories don't add up (You can't bullshit me, I have common sense.), and other times, it takes about two seconds for someone to get offended by the simplest thing. What is that you … Continue reading There’s A Difference

Are There Words?

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Are there words? Yes, there are always words. Even in silence, there are words. The last few days have felt like a complete and utter mind-fuck. I am championing through it. I deserve a medal, but will settle for a cupcake. There are so many subjects I plan on writing about, but if I did … Continue reading Are There Words?