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Slowly, then Suddenly.

My goodness. Sorry for the double-a-day post, but I just took a moment to re-read a few of my older posts (on account of the large year I’ve been having) and came across something I wrote in April of last year entitled, “How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb.” In it, I referenced Hemingway’s…
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The Good Life

Holy crap. I’m getting married this weekend. Repeatedly people have asked me if I’m “nervous” or “excited” yet. At first, these kind of bugged me because 1) for some reason I resent girly excitement over such matters and 2) I’m so ridiculously sure that this is right that I have no worries. But as we…









