
Day 200 – The Act of Being Pulled Away
I was sitting at my desk this morning when I noticed my hand reaching for my phone. I had not decided to check it. I
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I was sitting at my desk this morning when I noticed my hand reaching for my phone. I had not decided to check it. I

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I was thinking about flooding this morning, and my mind went to New Orleans. Most people in the United States think of that city first
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I was young when my sister decided to test the limits of acceptable behavior at my grandparents’ dinner table. Right in the middle of the

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