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He had a hidden stash underneath the floorboards in the back room of the house.
She didn’t like the food. She never did. She made the usual complaints and started the tantrum he knew was coming. But this time was different. Instead of trying to placate her and her unreasonable demands, he just stared at her and watched her meltdown without saying a word.
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copy: She didn't like the food. She _never_ did. She made the usual complaints and started the tantrum he knew was coming. But this time was different. Instead of trying to placate her and her **unreasonable** demands, he just stared at her and watched her meltdown without **saying** a word.
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The heat
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My biggest joy is roasting almonds while stalking prey.
“Ingredients for life,” said the backside of the truck. They mean food, but really food is only 1 ingredient of life. Life has so many more ingredients such as pain, happiness, laughter, joy, tears, and smiles. Life also has hard work, easy play, sleepless nights, and sunbathing by the ocean. Love, hatred, envy, self-assurance, and fear could be just down aisle 3 ready to be bought when needed. How I wish I could pull ingredients like these off shelves in a store.
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copy: “Ingredients for life,” said the backside of the truck. They mean food, but really food is only 1 ingredient of _life._ Life has so many more ingredients such as pain, happiness, laughter, joy, tears, and smiles. Life also has hard work, easy play, sleepless nights, and sunbathing by the ocean. Love, hatred, envy, self-assurance, and fear could be just down aisle 3 ready to be **bought** when needed. How I wish I could pull ingredients like these off shelves in a store.
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He put heat on the wound to see what would grow.
He ordered his regular breakfast. Two eggs sunnyside up, hash browns, and two strips of bacon. He continued to look at the menu wondering if this would be the day he added something new. This was also part of the routine. A few seconds of hesitation to see if something else would be added to the order before demuring and saying that would be all. It was the same exact meal that he had ordered every day for the past two years.
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copy: He *ordered* his regular breakfast. Two eggs sunnyside **up,** hash browns, and two strips of *bacon.* He continued to look at the menu wondering if this would be the day he added _something_ new. This was _also_ part of the routine. **A** few seconds of hesitation to see if _something_ else would be added to the order before demuring and saying that would be all. It was the same exact meal that he had *ordered* every day for the past two years.
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She opened up her third bottle of wine of the night.
The amber droplet hung from the branch, reaching fullness and ready to drop. It waited. While many of the other droplets were satisfied to form as big as they could and release, this droplet had other plans. It wanted to be part of history. It wanted to be remembered long after all the other droplets had dissolved into history. So it waited for the perfect specimen to fly by to trap and capture that it hoped would eventually be discovered hundreds of years in the future.
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copy: The amber droplet hung from the branch, reaching fullness and ready to drop. It waited. While many of the other droplets were satisfied to form as big as they could and release, this droplet had other plans. It **wanted** to be part of history. It **wanted** to be remembered long after all the other droplets had dissolved into history. So it waited for the perfect specimen to fly by to trap and capture that it hoped would eventually be discovered hundreds of years in the future.
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