Tag: adulting
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My father measures time with mogras. He goes to this public park to walk every evening Walks the same route, at the same time like clockwork Done that for about 16 years now And in one corner of the park, there are swings Where kids play Near the swings are some old benches where the…
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I turned 22 years old this month and life has been overwhelming. Maybe not as much as I make it to be in my mind, but you see, I am an adult now and I strive to be a good one. Who you are when you’re born is innate, natural, biological. Your brain is wired…