Someone was watching me. . . .
I was overcome by the feeling that unknown eyes were upon me.
Politically moderate. Mildly adventurous. Always thinking (but not too hard). The Upstairs Project is Chris Congdon's blog.
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forward march
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow . . . one step and one day at a time, with courage and perseverance, we work our way through the month of March.
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big heads
The minivan was making an odd thumping noise. I was glad it wasn’t mine and felt sorry for whoever owned it. A tow truck was going to be expensive this far from town.
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Christmas salad
the hunger caught up with me and it was epic. Moms in Africa were telling their kids to eat all their cassava paste because Chris was starving in America.
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chester
Chester is a well-put-together dude - sharp and tight, dressed black and white, he’s sophisticated, overconfident, athletic, extroverted, smart - a classic Alpha.
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playing nice is apparently not an option
I stand on my assertion that the single biggest threat to our country is our own inability to respectfully disagree with each other. We've lost something fundamental to who we are as a nation, and we won't move forward until we get it back.
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crossing
The sun is melting me into the deck. I feel remote, dreamy, relaxed and free - I could be perfectly content riding this boat all day.
The only way to get past many of the obstacles is to reach a hand out for help, and the only right thing to do is to offer a hand to the next person behind, and there’s actually a certain beauty in the collective overcoming.
gettin' loud, breakin' stuff
A surprisingly cool evening after a warm week.
Windows open to let the house breathe.
To bed with gentle breezes and the sounds of tranquility:
to the ethnic hair police, let me ask this: when did it become taboo to experiment with elements of another culture that we find interesting?