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The state of the union Every Monday and Wednesday I drive the short distance to my community college to study Ethics. Its a diverse group of students, and I’m grateful for the opportunity to learn from a variety of perspectives. As a class, we discuss right, wrong, and in-between. The course is a highlight of
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What’s the opposite of teaching to the test? Almost every week after bagel breakfast with friends, I head to the thrift store to scour the book section for anything interesting. They have a deal that is buy four books, get the fifth one free that serves as both a challenge and a good stopping point.
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Preaching to the choir Recently, I watched a PBS special on the Gilded Age with my nine-year-old. I started the documentary twice before but both attempts were at night, and while I always appreciate the quality content PBS provides, this documentary was one with a mild-mannered narrator and a lot of the same images slowly
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When you don’t need words to convey meaning. We all know what that means, don’t we? Do what you can to help, but make sure you take care of yourself during this time. We don’t need to explain it. The time is what it is. We are living it together. If you’re not heartless (in
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What‘s all this growth for anyway? For a few years now “learn how to garden” has been about two-thirds of the way down my to-do list. I’m not specifically interested in gardening, but my anxious hallucinations have me believing it’s a skill I might need in the future. It feels responsible to be prepared. Unfortunately,
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Its never just one roach. A few days ago a friend and I took our sweater-clad dogs for a brisk walk around our neighborhood. A good walk is one of my favorite activities and walking with someone who’s company I enjoy helped offset the sting of my nose and cheeks in the frigid temperature. She
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A mirror broke in my apartment. I was out when it fell. I came home to the pieces scattered across the floor outside my bedroom closet. One of the perks to living alone is that there’s no rush to clean up your messes. You’re the only one affected by them. I let the mirror pieces
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Winter is here. I’ve been listening to a lot of music during this transitional time in my life. I’m actually pretty basic in terms of taste. I don’t know much about tempo and bridges and measures and other music related words. I listen to find solace in lyrics; the poetry. Florence and the Machine is
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this one’s about the big “D” When I first started sliding into my depression, I noticed my partner trying to cheer me up after I casually mentioned something I considered to be a matter of fact. I would give a simple summary of some phenomenon in a way that usually combined and explained some far-reaching
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