dreams
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Chapter 7
After leaving grad school it was hard to find a job. Even with two solid degrees and the will to learn and apply myself, there were no takers, so I took a job that was in front of me, working in a craft store as the activities specialist, in charge of coordinating classes and events…
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Chapter 5
Talking with my mother as she stirs the rice, I remember my grandfather the most clearly wearing an immaculate crisply pressed light gray suit and a matching hat, leaning on his cane, walking slowly but confidently down the walkway. He removed his hat once he got inside like any gentleman would, slowly lowering himself into…
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Chapter 3
A good friend knows us better than we know ourselves and takes us as we are. They perceive the intricate layers of our personality, lovingly melding them together into something uniquely beautiful amidst life’s chaos, lovable despite the mess. Sometimes we have a friend and don’t know it, and only in retrospect, as we gaze…
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Chapter 1
In a world where most minds paint their dreams in shades of gray, I revel in the kaleidoscope of colors that dance across my slumbering mind. As I drift into the depths of sleep, I transform into a mermaid, effortlessly navigating through swirling tidal waves and diving into the hidden recesses of the ocean, where…
Jennifer Lauture 