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Consider This

Just Being Me

When I look in the mirror, I see a shell. It’s getting worn and old, scarred, marred, faulty, and broken. It’s been around for a few years, but only a blink of eternity’s eye. There is something in that shell that is me. I am not the shell, only its inhabitant. But still, I wonder […]

Consider This, Misc.

That reminds me of the time I had a cold . . .

I have a cold.  No major illness.  No major trial.  Just the minor inconvenience of a headache and a nasal system full of snot.  None the less, I will be glad when it’s over and the sickness is a memory. Colds do slow me down, but I try not to let them get me down.

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