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An open letter to my late dad

(With beers we could have had.) This is a simple letter I felt like writing to my late dad. I feel like I’ve been writing contrived pieces just to please others, but today I write for myself. So here we go: Hey Pa, You died of ALS 10 years ago.[…]

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My bitch face

This is my bitch face. And for the life of me, nobody really liked it, not on first impression at least. But yeah, I have had this ‘bitch’ face my whole life. Many were the times I was told by friends whom I am close to today, “Alden, the first[…]

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Two angels and a cult

As I wrote this little piece, I had no idea on how I could end it. Along the way, I started to envision it in an episodic format. As such, you could say this one of many chapters to come. “Uriel, can you stop fucking playing with that stupid device?!”[…]

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3 Wishes

It was Sally who attained the lamp. Nobody really knew how she got her hands on it. Legend has it that she simply stumbled upon it while out playing in the woods behind her house. It was so simple. Nobody really knew what came out of the lamp when she rubbed[…]

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The artist is not the scientist

For a long, long while after the inception of this blog, I was pretty occupied, or obsessed even with wanting to learn how to make money online. I was also trying to learn how to blog and write to gain a certain, tangible result, like you know, traffic, going viral,[…]

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