My stepfather had been good at taking photos. As a kid, I often saw zippered leather bags with the names Nikon and Canon on his dresser. Sometimes, there were rolls of film in the refrigerator. Sometimes, a loose camera on the kitchen counter. I knew not to touch...
My Sober Story Video Series
Sometimes the body makes decisions for the mind. Sometimes it side-steps the brain and all of its rambling nonsense. You see athletes in the Olympics or people in acts of extreme heroism do this. Muscles popping. Faces contorted into white-knuckled fists. In agony but...
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