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Ambiguity and the Art of Researching the Truth
here’s a meme that a friend posted that I want to talk about. You’ve seen it. There’s two guys looking at a figure on the ground. One of...
Jeff Monday
Jun 22, 20204 min read
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An Open Letter to Myself.
The world is changing. And it's changing rapidly. We can stare at our phones/tablets/tvs and see it happening in real time. We see the...
Jeff Monday
Jun 6, 20203 min read
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When the Words Aren't Coming
So, I've been trying to find the right words to express myself lately. You'd think, with all the extra time on my hands, that I'd be...
Jeff Monday
Apr 10, 20203 min read
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The Art of Getting Lost
We are, by nature, uncomfortable with being lost. It doesn't matter if it's in a strange city, a deep forest, or life itself. We hate...
Jeff Monday
Feb 3, 20202 min read
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The Riptide of Time
Authors like to play around with time. Time travel. Past lives. Future dreams. Even a fairly straightforward narrative still massages...
Jeff Monday
Apr 7, 20193 min read
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Walking Down a Different Street
One of my favorite poems is 'Autobiography in Five Chapters' by Portia Nelson. It's a simple little thing that's deceptively bigger than...
Jeff Monday
Jan 13, 20193 min read
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A Life of Fear, No More
Fear. It's everywhere. Fear of flying. Fear of snakes. Fear of terrorists. Fear of losing our job. Of getting hurt. Of not having enough...
Jeff Monday
Nov 4, 20182 min read
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Day Heart vs. Night Heart
The night was humid and the air thick, as heavy as my thoughts. I stepped outside, escaping our claustrophobic apartment, preferring the...
Jeff Monday
Sep 19, 20164 min read
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Word Count
“Ooh, he’s cute!” I shrugged. “Yeah. But he’s a five.” “A five? Really?” “Yeah.” “Wow. That’s too bad.” “Right?” “What do you think they...
Jeff Monday
Jun 24, 20164 min read
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A Conversation at the Crossroads
And so it was that I came to the crossroads. Three choices lay before me. Four if you count going back to where I came. I however, did...
Jeff Monday
Jan 9, 20164 min read
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