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Dear Family: I’m Not A Monster For What I Believe

So much of me wants to text my mom, and text my sister, and tell them that I am sorry, that it’s all my fault, that I don’t want to fight any more either. Instead, I will keep letting it rest. Maybe I’ll email her this article. I’m strong enough to let them be angry with me for a little while. 

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Burning Down The American Dream

War may come, culture may crumble and reshape, and over that, I have no dominion. I can accept, with trepidation, that the end of the American Dream as it was may disappear for a while. My love affair with America may be a sweet summer dream, not a lifelong marriage. Timing is cruel that way.





Why Is Everyone Perpetually Offended?

If we all spent a little more time on our own characters, only judging our own actions, we’d realize that none of us have any room to talk down to anyone else, or become offended over trivial offenses. Life is just too short.