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Chandy Grace

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Appreciation

A customer came in. A customer came in. Nothing new. Customers always come in. This gentleman is a regular. A kind man. He told me how he's turning 80 in January. If he makes it. I told him he will.... Continue Reading →

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Preparing for Flight – Learning Some Rules

My flight confirmation came through last night. I leave for Atlanta on Monday. The reality of this is pressing down on me. The fact that I have all my information on hand now has relieved a decent bit of my... Continue Reading →

Nerves

I have flown before. I have been on a plane more than once. What's different this time? I am flying by myself. I am not the minor with the attendants directing me. I am not the minor accompanying seasoned flyers... 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 →

A Battle to Get Ready

I haul my sorry self from my makeshift bed every day. My feet guide me through my apartment. The sleep is still clinging to my eyes, and the bags display the lack of genuine rest. The river of hair I... Continue Reading →

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