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  • Broken

    The pain might as well have been painted bright red, it coursed so vividly out for me to see. A quiet Sunday afternoon spent mourning her on the side of the road. Carloads of people out shopping or playing, unaware. The…

  • The Collar of Guilt

    Three Jewels in this. Can you find them? I'm pretty good at the guilt thing, wearing it around my neck like a bulky fur collar. So good, that sometimes, God has to knock me upside the head to get my attention. This ti…

  • Montana Here I Come

    Thinking about and praying for mybobbers. Go lend your support. After Hurricane Katrina, I had to fight the urge to become a survivalist. As soon as the aisles of the local grocery stores were restocked with ice, canne…

  • Is it just me or was Prince rocking? I'm loving some Prince.

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