Monthly Archives: December 2015

I am a Writer…

My mother says I’m a writer with dirty glasses and ink covered hands. Possessing the ability to imagine far off lands that ring truth into this world. My birth order says I am the oldest of a set of twins … Continue reading

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I Miss Her

So it’s happened. Almost one month ago┬ámy best friend since kindergarten moved half way across the country. We’ve spent 15 years attached to each others hip. I can’t image what it will like to not see her at least once … Continue reading

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