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I Am the Black Decay | Steve Molter
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I Am the Black Decay. July 30, 2014. July 29, 2014. I woke up standing in the middle of my bedroom, breathing heavily, sweating. My surroundings were black. Only the red light of the clock glowed a vibrant 2:00am. This isn’t real. This can’t be real, I thought. This isn’t real. It isn’t real. Just a dream, I spoke aloud. But my words barely sputtered out. My tongue felt swollen, my words were muffled, something was inside my mouth. Not real. Not real, I spit out. I stared at my fear stricken face as the ...
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Why I Sold My Stuff to Travel the World and the Questions I Ask(ed) Myself. February 22, 2016. Which is the greater risk? Leaving your job, your friends, your stuff, your routine, your life, to go on an adventure into the unknown because you feel it in your gut? Or staying put at your job, with your friends, surrounded by your stuff, ingrained in your routine, in your life, with no change in sight because it’s the safe and acceptable thing to do? Introduced me to their. I read the Four-Hour Workweek.
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March | 2014 | Steve Molter
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March 24, 2014. March 22, 2014. I exchanged head-nods of acknowledgement with this practicing Muslim man and his veiled wife as we snaked through the lines at customs. My thoughts took over: What country are they from? What are their names? Whose decision is it for her to wear the burka? What are they doing in Bangkok? What do they talk about at dinner? Do they sleep in the same bed? Do they have sex? Does the burka come off when they do? What does she actually LOOK like under there? I MUST see this!
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And the Deal Was Struck: A Thanksgiving Tradition | Steve Molter
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And the Deal Was Struck: A Thanksgiving Tradition. November 26, 2014. November 26, 2014. He said as he blotted the spill with a watery napkin. It’s fine, Gene, my mother pleaded quietly. I always do this! About it, Gene. It’ll come out, my mother responded, slowly losing her patience. In 2007, I spent the day writing my band’s second record. In 2010, I was fleshing out parts for a live show. In 2012, I was improvising on my guitar and pedal board in my rehearsal space to exorcise some emotional w...I too...
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July | 2014 | Steve Molter
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I Am the Black Decay. July 30, 2014. July 29, 2014. I woke up standing in the middle of my bedroom, breathing heavily, sweating. My surroundings were black. Only the red light of the clock glowed a vibrant 2:00am. This isn’t real. This can’t be real, I thought. This isn’t real. It isn’t real. Just a dream, I spoke aloud. But my words barely sputtered out. My tongue felt swollen, my words were muffled, something was inside my mouth. Not real. Not real, I spit out. I stared at my fear stricken face as the ...
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September | 2014 | Steve Molter
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Dismantling Palm Trees on Nine Eleven: Part One. September 29, 2014. December 17, 2014. I remember exactly where I was and how I heard the nightmarish news. Just like countless Americans and world citizens who believe brotherhood and generosity are more powerful than fear and aggression. And like the fashionable hashtag indicates, I will never forget. My thoughts raced. What is this? What is happening to me? If the eyes are the gateway to the soul, mine were sabotaging any potential for help. But I n...
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My Lost Set of Keys and the Iberian Peninsula. August 19, 2014. August 18, 2014. I lose myself every few weeks. Just for a few days. And like a misplaced set of keys, I always turn up in the last place I look. My problem isn’t losing myself. We all do it. You know what I mean: In a funk. Not myself. What the fuck is wrong with me? All versions of this natural dip that happens to each of us. It’s normal. At least that’s what my friends and family keep telling me. I Am the Black Decay. July 30, 2014. I was...
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August | 2014 | Steve Molter
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My Lost Set of Keys and the Iberian Peninsula. August 19, 2014. August 18, 2014. I lose myself every few weeks. Just for a few days. And like a misplaced set of keys, I always turn up in the last place I look. My problem isn’t losing myself. We all do it. You know what I mean: In a funk. Not myself. What the fuck is wrong with me? All versions of this natural dip that happens to each of us. It’s normal. At least that’s what my friends and family keep telling me. Follow Steve Molter on WordPress.com.
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How Do You Say “Shut Up, Bro” in German? | Steve Molter
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How Do You Say Shut Up, Bro in German? June 30, 2014. June 29, 2014. Did that dude just say that? Germany is the worst fucking country in the world. Nope Not joking. He has that under-his-breath disdain that only accompanies seriousness. Let me just slide a few inches to my left to safely distance myself from his spitfire. The German squad makes a run for goal, Nadja skootches up in her seat with excitement. KickMiss! Germans are fucking crybabies. Take it upstairs, my dickish couch mate passive-aggressi...
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