life
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It was awkward at first, but then it became routine. When I started working at Big Don’s the walk-in was a maze, and everywhere I put a dirty six-pan seemed like a personal offense to whoever was in the dish pit that day. I was an outcast, but I was willing to learn. And the…
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I have been praying to God to help me. No amount of shame or guilt will prevent me from achieving my goal. I hope that the Lord will guide me into a new incentive. That’s what I’ve been fixated on lately; the incentive. Call it a carrot dangling on a stick, but any escape from…
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I won’t bother with the military jargon. Frankly, that’s only used to prove something to other vets. I’m not trying to prove anything. It was mostly waiting around. Discipline was gratefully received, as most of the world denied uniformity and order. Others played games. If you were talented, mildly psychotic, and dumb you were enlisted…
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Nevermind the hatred. The pulse of fear and lethargy produce the racket in my heart. The constant state of needing to sit down but never comfortable when my body sinks into the shape my spine has etched in. I can’t sleep on my shoulders anymore; the compromise being staring at the ceiling fan awaiting whichever…
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Assumed, but when I was in elementary school whenever I went to the bathroom the floor was coated in stale piss. Your glow-in-the-dark sneakers would damn near stick to the floor and leave you struggling against an embedded sock or lack of balance. Pissing contests have a long legacy in public restrooms. The first thing…
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I can’t think of anything. The gray fuzz that swirls during meditation only blocks out. Never produces. When people think of meditation, they think of trying their best to not think of anything. Maybe this blank stare at my screen serves a higher purpose. It mostly comes in flickers. I had a weird dream last…
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