February 2012
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I’ve been in the bathtub for the last hour. I don’t know of too many places I’d rather be, even on a Saturday night. It helps me remember 20 years ago when I was a child, jumping in a broken bathtub. The plug never quite held all the water, the grout around it was cracking and prying up, the knobs were mismatched much like our clothes and kind of everything else we had. The old...
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When I hold you in my arms. When I feel my finger on your trigger.
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I just witnessed a “Facebook friend” of mine get engaged. Of course the extravagant “SHE SAID YES!” caption and 17 likes from other married people was all part of that. The picture of the ring that accompanied the announcement was too small to actually fit on her ring finger, so she’s just modeling it for Facebook on the very tip of her index. I promise that if I am...
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“Understand in nature.”
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