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What If?

August 27, 2018 ~ Logan ~ Leave a comment

If I start a new habit on a Monday morning it will stick. This is what I tell myself on Sunday night as I imagine how productive I will be if I just get up when the alarm goes off instead of hitting snooze. If I just get up after the third time I've hit … Continue reading What If?

17 Year Cicadas

May 17, 2018May 17, 2018 ~ Logan ~ Leave a comment

The spring of 1981 in Prairie Village, Kansas was a noisy one. A brood of 17-year cicadasĀ  emerged from their nests and the air was thick with the mechanical sound of their wings drying out. Our lawn was littered with their empty shells, a perfect translucent mold of their big buggy bodies and just as … Continue reading 17 Year Cicadas

Time is a Construct

February 20, 2018 ~ Logan ~ Leave a comment

In the waning months and weeks and days of my last job, two of my co-workers and I would often stare at the clock at specific times of the day. We worked at a radio station so naturally there were clocks everywhere, the digital kind, the kind that are linked up to the atomic clock … Continue reading Time is a Construct

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