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out and about

maybe my big problem isn’t that i’m running out of things to write about. i’m just running out of places where i can write. even places where i can write that i am running out of things to write about. … Continue reading

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This magic moment

I pretended to be a nice person today and almost convinced myself. Now if I could only find a way to make that real, who knows what that might lead to? Maybe somewhere beyond this Starbucks where I sit clumsily … Continue reading

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anticipatory anxiety

i can’t figure out why i feel so annoyed today. is it too simplistic to place the blame on Starbucks who now wants to charge me 20 cents extra for decaff when it is i who should be charging them … Continue reading

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Captain Kangaroo

it’s that time of day where i search and search for something to say. and if i could say anything, would it be worth writing about? i could write about the barista at the Starbucks on the way to work. … Continue reading

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Six minutes

It doesn’t take much lack of imagination for me to be sitting outside at Starbucks somewhere in Lincoln Park. At this Starbucks, they’re serving wine and people are drinking. They’re playing “Rock and Roll High School” on the sound system, … Continue reading

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