Living Water

I am the stream of my childhood summers
Running down the hill near Grandma’s Summer Garden | A history of memories tumbling | rolling spilling over rocks | Always moving forward

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#OTR50 Day 20: Poetic Drivel

I was certain that when I found the poem, that it would be placed on the right side of that page. I knew the line flow would be uneven and end just about halfway down. As I flipped through the pages, I also recalled that there would be a drawing in the bottom left hand corner.

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#OTR50 Day 18: Road Sign Memories

Tonight, I have a true story to tell. I am also not sure if I have the words to express all the things I wish to have others understand. This particular moment in my life is tough to grasp out of memory even though I think of it every time I drive through Delaware. 22 […]

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#OTR50 Day 17: Monuments to Freedom

I regularly travel for work. Sometimes I don’t mind it, sometimes I do. Sometimes it feels burdensome and irritating and then again it can occasionally be fun and exciting. I have most certainly been to locations I may never have ventured without a purpose outside of leisure. This post is written from Washington, D.C. — […]

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