Sometimes you feel you’ve gone out. Like a candle. Maybe the wind was too strong. Maybe the wick bent in a weird way, curled up…
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(photo by M. Stanislav) Find a sun. Find someone who makes you want to be better. Find someone who makes you feel inadequate in all…
Ready when you are. How do you know when I’m ready? Ready when you are— and then your foot’s on the pedal, and both of…