When Free Is Bad
It was about 1:30 in the morning and I heard my brother pull up to the house. My body overrun with anticipation, he dumped the magical bag on the kitchen counter. I tore it open and quickly sussed out the...
It was about 1:30 in the morning and I heard my brother pull up to the house. My body overrun with anticipation, he dumped the magical bag on the kitchen counter. I tore it open and quickly sussed out the...
I have an honest confession. I started this blog late last year after much apprehension and hesitation to do so. Why was I so unsure? I really enjoy writing and loved the idea of having a blog. But, I knew...
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