Noticing
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I spend a fair amount of time recounting. Call me a sucker for nostalgia or perhaps an addict for overanalyzing. But I’ve recognized that reminiscing on the past is really a chance to touch moments that often feel like vapor. I can see my 5th grade birthday party clear as day… or clear as the…
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I write daily. Sometimes to the detriment of my own time. Often, it ends up being vague ideas or attempts at comedy. I’m scratching thoughts down in small notebooks or the edge of a piece of mail. Or to-do lists of what I should knock out for this weekend’s set of house projects. There is…
Life Full of Stats 