January 17, 2018
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‘Twas the night before Icegedon and all through the city, Every mom in Austin filled with self pity. Cartons of wine stored in the kitchen with care, In hopes that might dull tomorrow’s screaming there. The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of snowy days danced in their heads. And…
January 2, 2018
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Once upon a time my heart and mind would fill with this budding hope right around the turn of the New Year. Ritualistic and methodical, I would carefully pull out a beautiful leather journal with crisp new pages intentionally weathered, imitating a wise whimsy allure I always fell victim to. My fingers would tingle with…