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It started out as two different trips that were to take place side by side. James Bond would fly to his hometown of Denver for 10 days to visit his family and friends, and I would fly to Denver for the last four days of his trip to visit my friends. We’d be in his [...]
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Today is my 25th birthday. And do you know what I’ve realized? I’ve realized that life is made up of three things: memories, plans, and deep breaths. Memories are our past. Memories are moments that have ended, but that are ours to keep forever and ever. Memories are what connect us with who we were, [...]
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It came up in our very first phone conversation. We were on the topic of food and restaurants and he casually mentioned that he thought sushi was the greatest thing ever. I casually responded that I’d rather have anal sex with a donkey. Except maybe I didn’t say that. Maybe I toned it down a [...]
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It was a heated conversation over drinks, sometime early last summer when my debilitating routine of too much caffeine and too little sleep painted everything with a splatter of overwhelming crazy. “It’s impossible for things to always be black or white,” he said. “Life is messy. There’s middle ground and overlap. It isn’t always one [...]
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