Tag: self love
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Life, Apparently
You know the thing about living? It’s a lot like a roller coaster. And I realize that’s probably one of the oldest clichés in the book, but clichés become clichés because some poor bastard said something painfully accurate and the rest of us kept repeating it. So, yeah. A roller coaster. There are ups and…
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We Were Here
There are far too many people taking selfies, but there are also far too few people taking selfies. I know. You’re probably thinking, What the heck does that mean? Bear with me. First, you need to understand the basic premise of the selfie. At its worst, the selfie is an act of selfishness and vanity.…
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A Manual Selfie of Sorts

Self-portraits… a manual selfie of sorts. When the world gets quiet, my thoughts usually don’t. Today, they settled on the only subject I know from the inside out: me, and the journey that’s brought me to this moment on the third rock from the sun. No what-ifs. No forecasts. No reinventions. Just who I am…
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Mariachi Me… Same Traje, Different Mileage

Being a Mariachi isn’t just about the music. It’s about what you carry before you ever play a note. The traje—sharp, tailored, unmistakable—has a way of teaching you that. At first, it feels like a costume. Something you put on to look the part. The shine, the stitching, the silver botonadura, the way it commands…
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Like Buttered Toast With Jelly and Coffee In The Morning
Sometimes, in my early morning musing with my coffee, I get philosophical. That sometimes makes me want to kick my own ass. I mean, why am I complicating a beautiful quiet morning with deep thoughts? That guy in the mirror is still half asleep and wont listen anyway. Funny how we wake up, sit down…
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Between Me and Myself
Sometimes the quietest conversations are the ones we have with ourselves.They come in fragments—moments of memory, glimpses of people we’ve loved, the echo of a voice we thought we’d lost. This is one of those conversations. It started with a dream, a few small visits from my mom, a song that kept coming back, and…