That’s a phrase I use a lot… A transition. Or braking to shift gears, or make a turn…

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The sunlight dazzles my eyes so they ache deciphering black words on a white page. Like other things we love, it can hurt.

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Fifty Years in the Future Forty Years Ago

The future was bright and my possibilities endless. Yes, the world looked different when I was nine, but I was figuring things out.

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