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Tolerance Hurts the Tolerated Heart

I tolerate you. That’s basically what my friend heard. She was late to work, and her employer was short on patience. Before saying he couldn’t tolerate tardiness, he listed all the things about her he had already been tolerating. It was a

Moving Forward and Trying to Not Hold Back

Sometimes I want to dance around the room or sidewalk or store, but instead I hold back. I’m not a dancer. I’d like to be, but my age, lack of coordination, and anchor to reality prohibit me. Of course, I still sometimes have the quiet urge to


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