In the midst of the busyness of life…

I locked myself out of my house the other night. Suffice it to say, I found myself outside with a bag of trash and not much else. No phone. No key. No money. No roommate at home to let me back in.

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The Things I Forget to Notice (and Learning to Show Myself Grace)

Apparently I have a knack for knocking floor mats askew. I never noticed this skill until my new roommate pointed it out. The mat in front of the kitchen sink, in front of the bathroom, inside the bathroom, and by the balcony door are invariably crooked after I’ve passed by. I’m like a walking disaster––or a […]

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