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Spice colors the palate.
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realization, revelation, and an avalanche /
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One step in front of the next. We move to get where we're going. Then breathe.
the greeting /
tooth fairies and other things to believe in /
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In some aspects, I've not strayed very far from the little boy I was many years ago. I still believe in the tooth fairy, love, G.I. Joe, and that a brand new pair of sneakers make me run faster and jump higher.
Looking back, probably the biggest difference is that my heroes today don't wear capes or emblazoned snazzy letters with lightning bolts on their chests. I’ve never seen them wear utility belts either. But I can always count on their lyrical poetics of the human soul and a few guitar strings to save me from the deepest wretches of my worst nemesis.
My days are now more layered. They offer me more, including those things I believe in.
day before my yesterday /
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I often wonder.
brisk momentum /
thinking of mom /
dining in for breakfast /
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There are mornings when a departure from my normal bran flakes, almonds, and cranberries is welcomed. Today was a perfect day for that ...and so I did.
It wasn't just breakfast, we dined on home fries with onions, salsa, green peppers, and chopped chicken breasts; eggs in a nest topped with salsa and shaved romano cheese, beautiful wedges of clementines, and endless cups of ground coffee. As always, the conversation following morning grace complemented the meal perfectly. Our home was filled with a wonderful aroma for hours.