All posts by: Drew

For the past two days we’ve observed a dead drop between two military aged males. One in a Nike hat and another in a brown shirt. Matthews made a log entry and looked back through...
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The diner was a mixture of updated and archaic, TV’s new, wall art old. An updated POS terminal juxtaposing the faded, chipped coffee cups. Shifting my weight from one hip to the other, the split...
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The ultimate goal should be to transform the struggle into a strength, Bruce Wayne did. ...
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If you haven’t read any “Prison of the Mind” please start at the Beginning. I think it’s close to 2300. There always seems to be a fluctuation in the generators at this time of night....
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Joints ache and wind shrieks through the gaps in the old window as the man rocks in the chair. There’s a point in the arc where the rocker clicks forward on the rough sawn boards...
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So much that could be said this November 10. So much that should be and so much that should not be said. Emotions have been raw this year as the sun sets on twenty years...
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“Columbus was stupid,” my son said with a smile. “Why do you think that?” Knowing this boy to be quite witty, I was eager to receive the explanation. “He was lost, he had no idea...
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humans rarely enter into debate with a willingness to hear the other side out, much less weigh the validity of their point....
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Windows down, the V8 pulling me along, a cool breeze brushes my face, blowing past my ear like the top of a bottle. It’s a song that I’ve waited months to hear, the end of...
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Progress is not linear despite our best efforts....
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What we did MATTERED, it was for something. Those that say we never should have been there speak from ignorance. They haven't seen the evil that some of us have, thank God we could spare...
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There are outside tasks and inside tasks. Yesterday I spent the day working outside with the anticipation of a repeat today. Changing circumstances and shifting priorities have placed me inside so far. One day when...
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I retrieved my food from the bear box, rolled up my sleeping bag, mat, net, and packed it all into my saddle bags and pack. This white Harley Davidson was my escape, a chance to...
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Much of what the government does is reactionary (understatement). Freedom Fitness America is proactive....
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His eyes cut like knives and though I can’t see the guards’ reactions, their hasty exit speaks to Veni’s authority....
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