In a hotel room in Colorado Springs, visiting my grandparents who were passing through.
Thunder rumbles the building, vibrating glass in the door.
Hail, rain, and snow sweep in sheets across pavement outside. 347 more words
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Let’s begin at the beginning. My first job. I’m NOT talking about babysitting (although, I may post about having to reenact all of Star Wars Episode IV- which, back then, was Episode I- with a determined 7-year-old), but rather a bonafide and totally legit gig with a paycheck. 1,054 more words