Category: Random Musings
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Now what?
Since I got out the army my family has noticed I’m fairly good at maintaining my situational awareness. When I go places I pay attention for exits, I evaluate the threat capacity of all my fellow patrons, and I sit with my back to the wall so I have best field of vision. Doing so…
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The sun hasn’t set.
Just wanted to put a little note out. Let people know I’m doing well. My recovery from my recent accident has been amazing. For those of you who were unaware, I recently mangled the 3 vertebrae at the top of my back. I underwent a spinal fusion. After a few weeks I went from the…
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Levels
Levels is a new online fashion store catering to a culture that has grown from the inner cities to dominate fashion all over the world. Full disclosure I’ve known one of the owners of levels613 for several years. We have discussed some shared business ideas but never actually pursued anything together. They recently ran a…
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Stay busy my friends.
Idle minds are breeding grounds for misery. It’s best not to overthink this. Life is for the most part blunt and straightforward. Sometimes we’re searching for meaning that just isn’t there. We start to attribute things that are irrelevant memory fails and the subconscious fills the holes. Other times the subtext is all there reeking…
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What am I here for
As I lay in this hospital bed, having survived another experience that could have been my last, I teeter back and forth between a few feelings. On the one hand I am extremely grateful. I managed to survive a broken spine. Sounds crazy to me as I write it. I broke my spine and walked…
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Freefalling
Freeeeeeeeeee freefalling. Feeling scary good. Sometimes I just have to walk away. I’m not the biggest or baddest guy, but I can have a bit of a temper. I have lost a fight or two or three. Didn’t preclude four or five or six. Over the years, I have realized there comes a point in…
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Cagey
Sometimes I feel like the walls are closing in Like the air is made of cinnamon The gravity that weighs upon me is like jupiter Not room to do poop in here If I don’t escape make a break what’s at stake is no less than my mental state pas procrastinate… I guess there’s time…
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Life after door kicking. 