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- A Drive through (my) History)
Greetings from Alexandria, Virginia! Driving here from Kentucky was like driving through a road movie of my personal and family history... if directed by Quentin Tarantino. It jumped around a lot. I left the family farm and drove west to Murray, where I had attended college. I stopped by the cou… more
Fri Aug 08 09:51am CDT
- Choices, Choices
I m sitting here drinking coffee in a Borders bookstore in Albuquerque; I checked out of my hotel and walked over here. There s soft music playing, and a few conversations going on but all in all, the world is as quiet here as it gets anywhere anymore. Obviously, I made it back from Iraq, or else… more
Thu Jul 24 11:54am CDT
- Suicide
Soundtrack: Everybody Hurts, R.E.M. Someone killed himself yesterday. Even now, that little smartass part of me is burbling away Of course someone killed himself today. Probably more than one. So to clarify, Someone here at my base killed himself yesterday I don t know who he was. I have no i… more
Fri Jun 13 11:54am CDT
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Source: Asahel's Search For Meaning
