Author: Cosand
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Walking Among the Fallen
Mornings are when I am at my best. Nobody wants anything from me. The traffic sounds, if any, are few and sporadic. Covid leaves me with no formal church service…
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The Cow-ardly Approach
Walks help me make sense of the world that I live in. There happens to be a dairy farm roughly a mile away. It resides at the top of a…
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That Netflix Need
I am the last patron to the Netflix table. I have a rather large DVD collection and I work in a movie theater. Why pay for more viewing options that…
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The Beginning of the High-Five
Hey, man! That was some hunting you did yesterday! Oh, thanks. Oh, c’mon. You really killed it! C’mere! What are you doing?! What? C’mon man. What did I do? I’m…
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The Death of Me
“We’re all gonna die!” That is apparently the mentality that is supposed to consume me. Death, after all, is the second greatest fear. Public speaking is number one. Yet neither…
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Childhood Disdress
An upside of being in my forties is that I can tell embarrassing stories and not care anymore. Also, I get to use the word, “youngster”. For example, “This new…
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Masking our Feelings
Americans have strong opinions. We will march, we will argue, and we will yell out our beliefs from a passing car. We have had arguments on slavery, sexuality, and guns. …
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The Longest Journey
Grab your oxygen masks, buy a new pair of wool socks, make friends with a mule, and gird yourself for the mightiest journey. Behold the walk from my couch to…