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2/28/2026

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After stirring up my witches brew so I could take my pills. Off in the distance I could hear an empty Norfolk-Southern train rolling down the tracks, more than likely hauling timber and empty car haulers down to Brunswick. They never seem to have a set schedule that I’m aware of, but the train usually rolls through town at least once a day. I’ve been up since 5:40 this morning, I slept a little, going down about midnight. But not to worry, considering my open schedule, I’ll take a nap when I’m ready.
 
At 53° the air has a bit of a chill to it for a Southerner. The sky is grey, but the new weather girl promised sunshine once the morning picked up. (I’m sorry, she looks 14 years old to me). My wife is alert and awake now watching the Golf Channel, with all the intensity of a Bookie watching a prize fight. I assume they’re betting on how high they’ll cut the grass this morning. Our son is still asleep after his midnight grocery run in the kitchen. He’s never one to be afraid of beating a pot or pan. I suppose I could complain about it, but I’ll leave that job up to my bride.
 
Sitting here with my still warm cup of coffee, I should be sitting up in bed reading the newspaper on the tablet. But instead I’m sitting here searching for keys on this keyboard, while the rest of the world make videos or use text-to-speech features. Considering I wasn’t diagnosed with Dyslexia until my second year in college. It’s a wonder why I don’t just give in to the trend of videos and live TikTok’s. But as it is with me, still using an ancient form of communication…words. So I apologize for forcing you to read above a third grade level.
 
But life is what it is, and while I’m grateful for the two or three likes a popular piece I write gets. I’m grateful for still being able to use two or maybe three fingers to peck at these damn keys. But keep in mind, life isn’t about keeping things simple. It’s about facing the hard truth that we must all carry, and that’s my story.   

  
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