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Chandy Grace

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Ramble Time

Hello. I have no point. I have no purpose. I am just never ending circles overlapping one another. I have ideas. All these ideas. So many many ideas. But, I do not know what I should do. I want to... Continue Reading →

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Try Again?

The submission window for a literary magazine just opened up. This is the same one that rejected me a while back. Part of me wants to submit again. But part of me is terrified of the rejection. Absolutely terrified. I... Continue Reading →

How?

How can I do more? How can I do more for you? I ask myself this daily. I want to do more for you, for us. But, how? I long to provide. I long to do more. I am trying.... Continue Reading →

Sitting in the Airport- Journey to Atlanta

I did it! I made it through with minimal anxiety attacks. Somehow, I managed to luck out of driving myself. My wonderful partner was able to take the morning off to get me to the airport! Unfortunately, my partner was... Continue Reading →

Where?

Words of the written variety have always been my solace. Reading is a passion of mine. Writing is an even larger passion. I have always wanted to pursue it. Always. After my car accident, weeks before embarking on an adventure... Continue Reading →

Questioning

In a few weeks, I am travelling to Atlanta, GA, for a work conference. A week long adventure. It is primarily centered around the business and management. I just received my packet today. Inside was a questionnaire. A simple little... Continue Reading →

You are overworked. Thank you, Captain Obvious. Of this, I am aware. But I must overwork myself. It is who I am. You have no life. I know this. And embrace it. You can not comprehend it. I must work.... Continue Reading →

I promised to love you. Again and again. To love you, to support you. Thick. Thin. I found a friend. A partner. A lover. In you. I am here; I am here. We are one. I swear to love you... Continue Reading →

Advice from my Assistant Managers for Life

I am the store manager of a multi-million dollar store. I am the boss. I am responsible for 45 people and thousands upon thousands of dollars. I am the youngest manager in my store. (Probably the whole franchise, but who... Continue Reading →

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