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On a Mission The first time Sara saw it was on a very hot day. The sun had been up since very early, and it was enjoying making everyone miserable. More so, because it knew that a dry, noisy wind was blowing

Imagine that! Go on, do it. Imagine $75,000 in your pocket with no bills to pay. Go on! Grin! Awesomeness on speed, I’d say. However, that’s what happened to me for two days and 12 hours this week. I believed,

leonardo Ai THE AFTERMATH The doorbell rang at 6:30AM. I had brownies baking in the oven, was in the process of capping a boiled egg and was irritated at the thought of attending to someone who had the

Dawn breaks in pink and lavender perfection across the autumn sky of Africa. It’s a mesmerizing spectacle. A spectacle that should push your troubles off the table of life. But, no! Not today! Today is

Generally, I admire simple recipes. Dishes that come together in a flash. However, now and then, the desire to create something exemplary strikes and I’m driven to work my butt off in the effort to make

He was about seventeen-years-old when I met him. He was a robust boy, gangly, lanky, and eager to please. He sported the most delightful dimples, and his bronze skin spoke of health and sunshine. A lovely

Innovative, fun draping is part of the essence of fashion design. Every now and then a style surfaces that lends itself to manipulation in a way that allows designers to incorporate the idea into their

I’ve become hopelessly enamoured. The object of my affection is ragdoll-making. I’ve read every tutorial online and feel that I’m almost ready to start sewing my doll. The type of doll I plan to make usually

Fresh air assaults my lungs; it’s a sensory rollercoaster of bliss. The air is sweet, it’s cool, and it feels as if it’s packed with vitamins. I’m so lucky; I’ve faced the demon head-on, and right now,

Soup is always welcome, come rain or shine and it’s raining today on my side of the world. A bowl of comfort in the form of a delectable creamy soup is just what the weather (and my mood) has ordered.

The breeze blows cold. I’m on a balcony, looking down at her. There’s something surreptitious about it. She doesn’t know that I’m watching. It’s not quite right. But still… What else can I do? Look, it

Beyond the Grave So many things had changed. Jarvis looked out of the window from his second-story apartment and contemplated change. It was his job to dissect and solve puzzles. It was a job he enjoyed.

The azaleas are blooming in a riot of snowy white, cottony glory. Sunlight glints in kaleidoscope hues through the sprays; the summer sun is bright and new in the blue, blue sky. White muslin curtains

And then there was a farm It was 2012, and I was married to a very tolerant man. He was quite brilliant and was in possession of an encyclopedia that he housed where his ordinary brain should have been.

There’s a dim spark in the doorway of my memory that burns so low that it might not be there at all. Despite my ill regard, that spark flutters to life like a slow-melting candle on a nightstand, and it

I’ve been working very hard trying to auto-generate custom-sized sewing patterns. Not just any custom-sized sewing patterns, but sloper sewing patterns. Oh, I hear you…what are sloper sewing patterns?

“But you hate coding.” My mother’s voice echoes over the divide of impossible horizons. "No," I give her the evil eye, "I love coding.” She laughs and laughs. She laughs so hard that my

I was down on the beach with a heartbreak so profound that it made me brittle. Shaun had left me for his best friend, a dude; a guy. It was achingly disappointing. It was devastating. My mind was a turbulent

A Small Miracle In some distant corner of his reality, he understood that the tenuous thread that anchored his sanity was unraveling at lightning speed. The chemical, rank stink of disinfectant assailed

It’s often hard to see yourself accurately reflected in the mirror of life. Sometimes the image that you see reflected there can be more than a little unsettling. What I see in my mirror is somewhat