Category Archives: Complaining, Again

Some Secrets Are Meant To Be Kept

It makes me wonder if anyone is feeling like me Infinite blessings, but a deep bottomless dark cavern swallows everything up. I can’t feel any of it. All I feel is the drop, never finding the bottom of the roller coaster I … Continue reading

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Being Alone

It’s amazing that at 29 years old, I hadn’t mastered the skill of being alone. I typically hate it, I mean really hate it. I prefer to be busy, both physically and mentally. It’s not always possible, of course, and … Continue reading

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Happy 4th of July!!

Hello faithful readers… at some point later today you will wave your flag at a parade, crank up the bbq, pop open a beer, and watch some fireworks. I’m totally there with you, at least in spirit. When you are … Continue reading

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Love’s Labor’s Lost?

So things don’t ever turn out like you plan, heck they often don’t even turn out like I imagine, but often in one area of our lives we have story that plays out again and again. I’ve often been told … Continue reading

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The Creeping Cloud

So, this is going to be something of a diary post. I might not feel this way even two days from now, but lately I’ve had this cloud sort of following me around. I’m tired and work is a little … Continue reading

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The Quiet

The thing that separates Khartoum from other major cities in developing countries, other than general modernization, is the quiet in the evenings. The culture here is not one that is lived out in the streets, but in the privacy of friends’ homes, mosques, … Continue reading

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Packing and Moving

I’m realizing that the only reason I’ve stayed in the same apartment for about 2 1/2 years is that I hate moving. I’ve got four piles going on right now… Sudan (to ship,) Storage, Goodwill and Keep With Me. The Sudan … Continue reading

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