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GO MAVS!
Dear Dallas Mavericks, Wow! Here we go again! October 24th was the start of the new 2024-2025 NBA season. During the 2023-2024 season, the thought of going all the way and winning the NBA championship was exciting, exhilarating, and thrilling. If people weren't fans at the beginning of last year's seasons, they were by the end creating a sports tsunami.
By Babs Iversonabout a year ago in Humans
A Fine Line Between Intoxicating and Toxic Friendships and Relationships
There is a fine line between intoxicating and toxic friendships and relationships. Sometimes, the most pleasurable, amazing things that we feel, are so intoxicating at first. When you make a friend, there’s that new relationship energy that flows and energizes our soul. There is a rush of positive feelings. It feels good. Some people call it NRE (New Relationship Energy). With time though, sometimes relationships turn into toxic situations. Toxic relationships can occur within friendships, relationships, and familial relationships.
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Humans
Carus Pater
Dear Dad, It's been a while, and for that too I am grateful... you don't need me to tell you that it's a little complicated between us right now, and has been for a long time. We don't talk, not since you told me that I'm not your daughter anymore, but I still think of you as my dad - I guess I always will. So here it is, the truth without glamour or bitterness; I'm not sure I like you, but I love you. I'm not sure I wish things were different, or that I can say truthfully that you have been a good father any more than I could say honestly that you have been a bad one...
By S. A. Crawfordabout a year ago in Humans
You Believed in Me
Dear Carrie, Most of the time I show up to the gym in a Supernatural-themed T-shirt, black mid-thigh shorts, and sneakers that have seen better days. My socks aren’t trendy. My hair is usually in a ponytail held by an 80s-style scrunchie, and I carry my Walmart bottle of water around. Around me I see the young women and buff men with enviable bodies, but I also see the older folks, working out and improving their quality of life.
By Barb Dukemanabout a year ago in Humans
Timothy
I’m sitting on the floor of the high school gym, yawning at the monotone promises of Student Council candidates. Picking the neon-pink polish from my nails, I glance up to see a young man dressed in white robes stepping up to the podium. Suddenly, I’ve forgotten my nails. The hubbub in the audience goes up a notch as this bearded presidential hopeful announces that his campaign speech will be a reading from John Lennon: In His Own Write.
By Marie Wilsonabout a year ago in Humans
Dear Preacher
Dear Preacher, To begin, I would like to express my gratitude for your presence. I appreciate you have not succumbed to despair and have continued being, not because we require your presence, but because you have recognised the value of your own life. I believe that is remarkable. Facing death regularly and still discovering reasons to persevere is a testament to the strength and courage that life causes.
By Moon Desertabout a year ago in Humans
A Letter to my Friends and Family
To my dear friends, Some of you were only in my life a short time, or we have not met in person for far too long, due to whatever combination of factors. Some of you have been in my life for longer than I care to recall, a steady undercurrent in these turbulent times. Some of you I set out to make friends with, others snuck up on me without warning, until one day I turned around and discovered that the number of my friends had increased.
By Natasja Roseabout a year ago in Humans
Yes, YOU
Dear Vocal community, I missed an appointment today. ECG. They rang me, and they sounded properly pissed off. I don’t blame them, what a waste, with waiting lists as they are. It’s not like me, though, to miss an appointment. Not the kind of thing I do. It’s just, it’s all felt a bit much lately. The other day, I tried to unlock the front door with the car key – not the key itself, the fob, the little button to unlock the car doors. Pointed it at the house and pressed away with mounting frustration. Didn’t even try the door mind you. Perhaps it worked. I wouldn’t know, I didn’t complete the necessary steps to facilitate ingress. I feel a bit like my brain exploded and the pieces are all in there, but rolling around like spilt marbles. I suppose I should be grateful I haven’t lost any, really.
By Hannah Mooreabout a year ago in Humans
Dear Reviewers
Dear Reviewers, Yes my dear reviewers, I realized that I may be technically cheating for this challenge, since I am writing a letter for more than one person, not just one. But the rules for the challenge never said I couldn’t write to more than one person, so here we go.
By Rebecca Pattonabout a year ago in Humans
Take Your Time
Dear M.K.: I am grateful for your extraordinary patience with my anxious questions and my hypochondriacal silliness. As you know only too well, I am not in good health, and my mind is troubled by that fact and a number of other, unfortunate states of affairs. You have not dismissed me as an afflicted crank, despite my embarrassing hysterics. Many in your position would have done so, and the fact that you managed to hang in there means a great deal. If nothing else, someone I respect takes some of my concerns seriously.
By D. J. Reddallabout a year ago in Humans
