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A fistful of feathers will get us up and over and down the mountain, but all that downy comfort may not a transformative journey make. What's the sense in descending upon a foregone conclusion? We are explorers with our manila envelopes crammed with crumpled notes, extra pair of socks and love of getting lost. We…
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How's your journey coming along? Have you added another page to your Summer Soliloquy? I came to visit you last night. The wall I jumped was 10 feet tall. And when I got to the front door? You'd moved your mountain even higher into the clouds. At least you left me toeholds and cedar pegs…
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You were a guy Patty and I chased around town; from The Fabulous Rainbow Tavern to Scoundrel's Lair to the Mural Amphitheatre. You always said hello to us by name (even though you probably thought we were a tad bit annoying.) You were really cute, though, and of course sang like no other motherfucker of…
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The Filchers don't care. You are just in their way. We're not real to them. Things, though. Things breathe, and feel, and transmit messages to us when we're fast asleep. Take that house on the corner, for example. It whispers a reedy greeting each time you pass by. "Hallooo Yoo." Things know us by how…
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I know you didn't think much of her when we brought her home, but Lily's still looking for you. In the closet. She's in there right now because a big, bad thunderstorm rolled through here a few minutes ago. She hates them now, just like you did. Funny how she never minded the wind and…
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There are always "What if…?" moments. Some scenarios are simple; take a walk instead of a nap. Stay an extra ten minutes at work. Grab coffee with someone you haven't seen in a while vs. stay home with the TV for company. These seemingly disparate pieces of everyday life are like champagne bubbles. They'll gather,…
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cool weather makes a blue friday better. pull on some spirit. wear ya hair big. this rowdy crowd of 1 looks like a mix of medusa and rudolph. optical illusions for the win.
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Petra won't have to stare at spreadsheets for 10 hours a day anymore. Accepting that job at the equipment place was one of her more stupid moves. Petra is a talker and a fixer and a can't-sit-down-for-long kind of gal. She must be seen and heard while she is seeing and hearing everything going on…
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Daisy is happy she gets to eat fish kibble at her cousin's house. Dreams are sweet when you're swimming in a bowl of tails and scales and entrails. Daisy's dressed all festive for fall, too. Autumn gives us all sweater-and-scarf thoughts. No worries, pumpkin.
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Cadie Coleman hated how the pale yellow kitchen walls mocked her. You're no good, daft woman. Why even have us if all you do is thaw and heat? Yo bitch, I'm still covered in crayon over here! Eat me, said the one with the Bon Appétit poster. Cadie ignored the…
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