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The depth of kitchens
What is it that keeps bringing me back to food? Of course I love the tastes. I love the opportunity it gives us to create. But there is something so much deeper. Food brings people together. It is marriages, it is births and deaths. It is healing, and not only physically, but socially. In lands… Continue reading
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1984 Chapter 10: I was wrong
On the day of my arrival, Dad informed me that if I was interested, he already had a job lined up for me. A Auto Supply had a tire shop outback. I wasn’t going to get rich here, but the potential to turn into something really great there. At 18 years old, opportunities like this… Continue reading
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1984 Chapter 9: I want my MTV
“You’re going to be introduced to a few bugs you have never seen before.” Dad pointed up at a spider web up in the corner of the kitchen. “I decided to leave this one there so you could see it.” There was a water bug, dead now, caught in a spiders web. It was one… Continue reading
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The art of letting go
It is a far greater thing to truly find where it goes, than to hold on tight to everything you think you have acquired. I feel like it is a broken record of words that we hear on the radio, that we sing in the car, that we wake up and realize. Something so obvious,… Continue reading
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1984 Chapter 7 2279: Part 8 – It’s the end of the world as I know it
I woke up at the Giddings Sands around 8. The journey was now different. It was this morning that I believe my Connecticut life ended and my Texas life began. I don’t know how I knew it, but I knew. I was out of the room, gassed up, coffee down, and hammered down toward the… Continue reading
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Bitter, bad
Rain falls from the sky, it makes me contemplate all of those things that do not need to exist. There is great ignorance around us, like a storm it can choose to be unrelenting. Yes you and your bad self, promising all that you know nothing about. Your lies and efforts to force the image… Continue reading
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1984 Chapter 7 2279: Part 7 – Sometimes you just need to draw the line
I woke up, obviously due to some proximity alarm inside me that was going off because some guy was walking around my car looking through the windows of my Dodge. I sat up, turned the key, and backed out away from the outdoor swimming pool I was parked in front of. The mans disapproving glare… Continue reading
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1984 chapter 7: Part 6 – A nice little motel room in Chouteau, Oklahoma
Route 69 was very southeast Oklahoma, there was no other way to describe it. I pulled off the road and got a room at the 69 Motel in Chouteau, OK. After checking in I called my Grandmother from a pay phone out front. It was nice to hear her voice and she was happy that… Continue reading
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1984 Chapter 7: 2279 Part 5 The old man is down the road
I awoke in the rest area and went into the bathroom to clean up. I then checked the oil in the Dodge and headed back out onto the highway. The first exit with coffee and gas got me off the highway, but it seemed the closer I got to Texas the more serious the gravitational… Continue reading
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1984 Chapter 7: 2279 Part 4 -Attention Klingon Commander
I woke up at 10:40 AM and I was not happy. I showered very quickly and vacated the room feeling rushed and not ready to move on yet. The sun was harsh the day was turning out to be a hot one. What day was it even? Tuesday. In one way they all feel the… Continue reading