• Posts Tagged ‘time’

    Time or Stuff

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    There are moments at this place where I am in life where it seems like the wisest move I could make is to just get rid of all this stuff I’ve accumulated over the years. It seems like there could be a great freedom in actually doing that. The truth is, most of my...

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    Welcome Back

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    A few days ago, one of my classmates from high school mentioned on Facebook that after a long time away, he and his family had moved back to Albuquerque, and that he was looking forward to reconnecting with old friends. When I knew him in high school, we had been in student senate together...

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    Priming the Pump

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    It’s been, for some reason, a tremendously slow reading year for me this year. It’s not because I don’t have books to read. I have a sizable stack of books just waiting to be read, and they are inviting tomes. I think its just been more that I’ve had a hard time making myself...

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    Tick Tock

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    The Cubs beat the Reds tonight 7-5 for their second straight win and I fell asleep on the small couch in front of the electronic cinema for the second and third half-innings of the game. It felt like I slept hard and I was disoriented for a few moments when I woke up, but...

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    Time to Move

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    Regardless of anything else, I am always aware of time passing. I always have been. I’ve always had a sense that my life began at a point on a line, and at some point in the near or distant future, it will end. I know my days are numbered. I am fairly healthy right...

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    Richard Marx and the Summer of ’88

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    For whatever reason, whenever I hear a Richard Marx song, I think mainly of two things- one, the killer CD boom box my brother bought back in the day, and the other, mowing yards on sweltering summer afternoons in 1988. I think of the killer CD boom box because it had exceptional bass, complete...

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