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Musings about life, society, and the craft of fiction writing. This afternoon as I was reflecting on the message Pastor Alex preached this morning at Summit Church, I went online to see if I could find a clip. From an old miniseries I watched as a teen. In the process of searching, I found an article on the Christianity Today site. In case you are curious, the clip.
Three people with that vacant look in their eyes. And not just some people. Not acquaintances that have brightened up my life. They could still wake up. For the love of Kobe, please wake up. It is like a curse. Please wake up, Maritza. Please wake up, Jean.
Sugar is my brand of heroin. I feel like a drug addict coming off their favorite brand of Heroin. Even if I did drop 1. I fantasize about eating a gallon of ice cream and may having a side of creme puffs along with it. Salad and fish and celery are not the same.