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The Magic Has Gone | Completely in the Dark
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Completely in the Dark. Writing about things I know nothing about. Like life. The Magic Has Gone. It had to be the worst moment of Dad’s life. That morning in May 2008. When he called to tell me Mom had died. I don’t know why, but I never stopped to imagine what that moment must’ve been like for him, after. I picture him in the kitchen, sipping coffee and looking out past the lanai another Florida day of humidity and haze only just beginning. My mother, gone. How do you take something like that in? The e...
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The Family Project | Completely in the Dark
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Completely in the Dark. Writing about things I know nothing about. Like life. It was music and song before it was words and books. The chestnuts: Happy Birthday To You, The Itsy-Bitsy Spider, and every night, that sing-songy prayer,. Now I lay me down to sleep/I pray the Lord my soul to keep/If I should die before I wake/I pray the Lord my soul to take. If I should die. I was born two years later. Author A.A. Milne. Dad bought a new blue Chevy II station wagon and off we went. We were going places, and h...
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Up on the Roof | Completely in the Dark
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Completely in the Dark. Writing about things I know nothing about. Like life. Up on the Roof. It’s a little bit funny, this feeling inside. Can’t leave my time with the Family Project. At the Casco Point house without lingering on one fleeting moment being up on the roof. That exactly happened I can only guess, but it was certainly before high school in 1975, and during a summer after we’d moved to Minnesota in ’71. Which, of course, I kicked off. Hey, I could relate to this guy, whoever he was! Yeah, it...
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Facing Goliath | Completely in the Dark
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Completely in the Dark. Writing about things I know nothing about. Like life. I cannot go in these, David said to Saul, Because I am not used to them. Sunday, 5:00 pm, Nov. 9, 2008: My girlfriend at the time, AJ. And I attended worship service at House of Mercy. Then on St. Paul’s Snelling Avenue. The previous weekend she’d talked me into returning to regular church services after the death of my father that September. Well, we attended services at House of Mercy throughout that Christmas season. I recal...
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Sons and Fathers | Completely in the Dark
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Completely in the Dark. Writing about things I know nothing about. Like life. The thing is, my father died on Sunday, September 7, 2008, at around 2:15 pm CST. And I was around to try to do something about it. Journal. I’d been away from my condo because there was a Realtor showing that afternoon, so I went to a coffee shop to work undisturbed. It was a lovely late summer day and I was hungry, so I walked up to Chipotle for lunch, at the corner of Victoria and Grand Avenue in Saint Paul. I was in tears a...
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Social isolation | Completely in the Dark
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Completely in the Dark. Writing about things I know nothing about. Like life. Archive for the 'Social isolation' Category. The Face in a Jar by the Door. Bull; May 15, 2015 • 4 Comments. Center for Cognitive and Social Neuroscience. Dreams of a Life. About Completely in the Dark. Your Kind Donation Keeps This Blog Going. THANK YOU! Try Strikingly. I Love It! Writing is more than a creative craft, it's a valuable business skill, too. inc.com/kaleigh-moore/. 1862 https:/ t.co/QBaGyC4QpJ. We Are Not Alone.
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The Face in a Jar by the Door | Completely in the Dark
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Completely in the Dark. Writing about things I know nothing about. Like life. The Face in a Jar by the Door. I’ve never felt lonely, Dad once said to me. Solitude, sure, but not loneliness. He probably said this while we lived on the farm. When I was in my 20s. Heck, it could’ve even been earlier, when he gave me that advice about a high school girlfriend. I do know one thing. The man was as wrong as wrong can be. Oh, no. Not on your life. My late father, project manager. It’s loss. It’s the. Two people,...
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The Lock-In | Completely in the Dark
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Completely in the Dark. Writing about things I know nothing about. Like life. Venus was out roller skating. Mars had expectations, but Venus dashed those to pieces. She washed her long blonde hair with strawberry crème rinse. Wriggled into her tightest Jordache. Jeans, smacked on some extra lip gloss and. Goddess of Love was. Of course I’m being oblique, but there’s a ring of truth to it, since the Venus line comes from the 1977 diary. You see, I was really into Wings’. What were the folks thinking?
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Letters Never Sent (Part 2) | Completely in the Dark
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Completely in the Dark. Writing about things I know nothing about. Like life. Letters Never Sent (Part 2). This is the last of a two-part post. On Wednesday, March 10, 1976, you cranked out a massive 16-page letter to me. Well, that’s when you. Writing a letter that ended up at 16 pages when you finished it the following Monday. Here’s what I’ve only now discovered: You wrote that letter to me the very day. You were suspended for smoking pot at school. You chose not to write about that incident in all it...