I don’t just talk to fill silence. I talk because there’s meaning in the experience…
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I don’t just talk to fill silence. I talk because there’s meaning in the experience…
…every story I’ve written came from a life fully lived—painfully, hilariously, imperfectly lived. And whether I’ve shared memories from my childhood, love notes to my parents, awkward moments with my friends, pranks gone wrong, or heartfelt reflections about slavery, legacy, and life… they’re mine. And now they belong to you too….
I put work in them because you take the time to read them, so I have a responsibility to make them worth your valuable time and attention.
What’s weird is that despite my ready recollection of experiences long gone by, my short-term memory is a mess. Go figure…
I have so much in my head that begs typing and sharing. A great deal of it is from the many memories that one would think I couldn’t keep at this age…
Wait. What?? Are we really at blog post #250?