Tag: #100Posts
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Post 100: A Hundred Small Stories

A flickering porch light. A stained notebook. A hundred times saying “okay, one more.” We made it.
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Post 99: A Thank-You to the Middle

Someone hits “like” at 11:47 pm. I picture a tired thumb, a soft lamp, a quiet nod across the internet.
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Post 98: Tools, Not Trumpets

There’s a notebook on my desk with multiple chai stains which are starting to look like state of Maharashtra now. π That’s my project manager.
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Post 97: Corners I Keep Bumping Into

Caught myself doing that thing again. I reorganized the dishwasher after my spouse loaded it. Didn’t say anything. We both know.
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Post 96: Back to the Porch

Our porch light generally flickers once before it decides to work. Most evenings, that’s my brain too.
