Little moments of grandeur build over time. Hear me roar.
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“Sounds like you’ve just had a Dark Night of the Soul,” she said.
Sounds to me like a Tell Me More moment. So, she did.
Unlike the “me” in this photo, life has taught me that rallying people to your point of view requires you to remove your own tinted view of the world and take your arrogant elbows off the table (yes, mom).
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Good news! If you measure time by the academic calendar, I’m not a start-up freshman anymore. Here ye, people: I’m a full-fledged sophomore! Here ye, people: It sucks to be a sophomore.
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A road trip in faithfully unfaithful Big Bertha reinforced the truism that two people faced with the same problem will, almost without exception, find different ways of solving it.
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Big Bertha had always produced olfactory bedlam, but one day we smelled something new.
Sniff, sniff. Something’s burning.
Each art festival I've participated in shares an uncanny resemblance to a circus coming to town. Ringmaster, tents, (artistic) wonders to behold, the audience ... and lest we forget, the clown car.
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If you ever decide to do something that’s “out of character” for you, think about your soft opening.
In other words, how will you launch before you launch?
It was as though we traveled those 1300 miles riding inside a giant Easy Bake Oven. On the outside it looks harmless enough, but on the inside, that 60-watt bulb can maliciously bake a cake.
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