I have never believed in coincidence…not even as a little girl. Instead, events felt more to me as if something grander conspired to have them occur. 525 more words
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The legs still have some soreness in them. There’s joy in that, knowing that I gave a good effort on Sunday, that I got to fly in the last few hundred yards of the half-marathon in spite of legs that were right on the edge of cramping, but almost all I could see was the finish line and wanting to make what will likely be my only race this year one where I went to the edge. 437 more words
My name is Renato and I’m a comparer.
One of the pleasures in writing is that it allows the writer to highlight commonalities between places, things, ideas and people that appear to have nothing in common. 1,121 more words