Be the You-est You That You Can Be, Baby

The world needs you. Not just any you, but the most you that you can be. Lessons from my floral mural That's right -- I'm re-creating my floral mural! I had a floral mural. Then I had to dismantle it. It was gone forever and that made me sad. Even more sad than I expected. …

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Love is the whole thing. We are only pieces.*

Keys in one hand and organic pastries in the other, he starts his SUV with the click of a button as he dashes through the frigid air. Gratitude is the wine for the soul. Go on. Get drunk. I turn the corner. Glancing at the time glowing in the predawn light, I slow my fuzzy-booted …

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My Hands In Your Back Pockets

"These ones?" "Hmm... better..." Our hearts beat like thunder "Hey! Only one person in the change room at a time!" I don't know why they don't explode "I've never seen her before in my life." "I'm leaving with that guy over there." "He can't love you like I do." You got your hands in my …

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