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Please Stop Using Crack
My brother is supposed to go to detox today. I think he will go. He’s unemployed and will lose his wife if he doesn’t. My bro-in-law sounded the alarm a couple weeks ago after visiting Atlanta. I spoke with his wife yesterday and she’d found a crackpipe and crack rock in his sock drawer. Apparently he’s…
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Booze Bros
My brother is heavy on my mind. My blood and fellow alcoholic. He doesn’t think he has a problem outside of his control. My brother-in-law went to Atlanta for a visit last week and spent some time with bro and his wife. The report back was that an intervention is needed ASAP to save his marriage…
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Rested yet Sleepy
Today can I please close my eyes? Shut the fuck up. This is when you need to exhibit grit.
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A Boring Itinerary is Okay
Top of the morning to you chappy. Let’s make a good day today. I will live with a smile. I will focus my energy on my job from 8:45-5. I will work toward growing our business. Leads and clicks. Ticking off the boxes. This evening I will enjoy the presence of my lovely boys. We…
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Morning Prayer
It still needs some work but helps my mindset first thing in the AM. “God, take away dishonesty, self-pity, self-seeking, and fear from my being today. Help me be of service to my family, fellows, and company. Guide my inner voice to be nice to myself and others. Grant me the confidence to live free…
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New Years’ Weekend Chicago
I’ve now decided that I will in fact partake in weed if offered in a social setting. That shit was enjoyable. I got giggly and more conversant. I won’t do it at home alone. I won’t buy it. This is not a slippery slope. This is not booze. So get off my back!!!!!
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Better than my Dreams
It was all a dream, nothing to do with Word Up magazine. I was living in an altered reality, something happened and everything was gone, including my wife. Everything was destroyed across metro detroit. However, more digging led to more discoveries of things that were buried. My wife had gone somewhere else, she’d left without…
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Hygge
10:44 pm on December 23rd in Northville, MI. I’m seated at my desk looking out the front window. We’re perched at the end of the culd-e-sac. It’s 2 degrees with wind swirling like an out of control parachute. I went outside this morning for five minutes to move some of the patio furniture that’d been…
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Back Upright
Don’t player hate yourself dude, you didn’t drink or smoke weed in the last 77 days. Rejoice bitches!
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