31: I’m Still Here

Last night, I had a dream about admitting a romantic interest to one of my oldest friends who I liked for some years back in the day. In the dream, it was acknowledged with the effortless casuality of ancient history…

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The Town that No One Writes Home About

It’s been a manic day in Highland Park, one of my best days in recent or even long-term memory. There are lots of small little factors, but most of them are more about the absence of badness than the presence…

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It’s Wednesday

Truly random musings, because it’s that kind of day and I’m in that kind of mood: 1. Life is a lot better when one isn’t in chronic tooth pain. 2. I’m really wildly excited about our tournament, now just nine…

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