All around us the neighborhood burned. Firecrackers, smoke bombs, fountains, and mortars. A couple of those really loud things—I don’t know what they are but I wished I had some—blew up and we felt the blast in our chests. They set car alarms honking and squealing. A normal Fourth of…
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The last couple of days have blown through my life, bringing some fresh air and new perspective on my current state of affairs. It’s no secret that I’ve been having problems lately. Inertia makes my feet heavy and my mind dull. The lethargy and cynicism that comes with age has,…
Leave a CommentThe first time I ever smoked weed was in the fifth grade. We were on the annual class picnic at Sunnyside Park in Kansas City. It was a good, warm day in May. A small swimming pool stood at one corner of the park. About four of us followed a…
Leave a CommentI miss the struggle. We have finally, after years of work, achieved a level of comfort that I find disturbing. For a long time, it seemed that nothing we did, no matter how big we dreamed, how hard we worked, how far we reached, rewards were hard to come by.…
Leave a CommentNothing screams middle class like having an issue with your air conditioner. Listen to the sound of “air conditioner.” A thing that conditions air to our liking. When I was a kid, every year my dad would pull the behemoth window unit from the basement and insert it into the…
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