You’re not supposed to be here

You’re not supposed to be here

On Tuesday night, around 10:15, my doorbell rang. I wasn’t expecting anyone to be stopping by my house that day, much less at bedtime, so I confusedly made my way to the door to see what nitwit would be showing up so late, ready to give them a piece of my mind about...
Pray for peace. Pray for people.

Pray for peace. Pray for people.

When I was a kid, I hated mustard. It was sour, kind of sticky, yellow, and I didn’t like the way it smelled. I also hated lima beans, but that’s completely understandable…I mean, who likes lima beans? It didn’t matter what I was eating – hamburger, hotdog, ham...
#BreaktheInternet

#BreaktheInternet

I’m addicted to my phone. There…I said it. All you haters happy now? What is it about this 4.5 inch glowing screen that has captured my heart and bewitched my mind? Why do I obsessively carry this all-knowing device on me at all times, even bringing it into the...

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