Tragedy

Greetings & Returns

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Today felt like a decent opportunity to hop on and try to say something of substance. It sounds great in my head, but there are no guarantees for how it flows in front of you. All I am giving for now is effort, which is better than nothing at all on a site I do … Continue reading Greetings & Returns

Sixteen Years

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Today was incredibly somber for me, and I am certain other people felt this way, as well. Every year, a deep part of me re-lives 9/11. I wasn't afraid, not for a second, but I was definitely in silent, angry shock. Sixteen years later, I still can't believe all that has transpired since that day. … Continue reading Sixteen Years

No Matter How Evolved We Think We Are

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"No matter how evolved we think we are, when we are caught up in a terrible tragedy we don't just sit around wondering what lessons we can learn from it — we are just simply holding on for dear life, hoping we can survive. Tragedy arrives in a blur, often accompanied by hopelessness, feigned calm, … Continue reading No Matter How Evolved We Think We Are

Today Doesn’t Feel Like A Monday

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Hello everyone! I haven't been around much of late, and for that I am sorry, even though I know apologies aren't necessary. I am dealing with a family crisis and quite frankly, I've lost my temper and I'm one of the most unpleasant people at the moment to deal with (not that I'm all that … Continue reading Today Doesn’t Feel Like A Monday