Present moment…

For the last many months I’ve been surrounded by a bunch of peeps who delight in blathering on about the wonderful past, and I’m tired of it. I might end up throttling some unsuspecting stranger if I hear one more person wax rhapsodic about a kinder, gentler time. These misguided folks view modern life through …

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Serendipity is a stolen bike…

He said it just like that. No hesitating. No quivering voice. Marry me? His eyes were trying to hold mine still. They were blue. It’s too late, but thanks, I said feeling pretty self-conscious. He persisted. I was getting embarrassed. He called me his future wife. I knew it was a joke, but was it? …

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