An outlet for the more personal thoughts & topics I don't cover on my blog
Dad, I look at my phone 100 times a day hoping to see a text come through with your name. Oh what I would do to receive a “good morning” text followed…
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I cut down a tree to steal its bark and carve you out. Chip by chip, piece by piece, I made you mine. One part safety, three parts courage, with a dash…
Post from the Vault: I wrote this post exactly a year ago today, but didn’t post it at the time. I sat on it, to let it marinate and to see if I would…
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The simple bliss of a mundane moment
6/27/2021
Who wins when there is a stalemate?
When the scattered puzzle pieces start to make sense...
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Christina Kovacs - Inner Thoughts