Category: Blogs
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It was a slow Sunday afternoon when I stumbled upon it again. Nestled between a half-toppled stack of books and scribbled notebooks, Atomic Habits peeked…
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Anna had perfected the art of winged eyeliner years ago. It was the one ritual that remained sacred. Just five minutes of quiet finesse, with…
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Mira had spent her whole life believing in the power of persistence. She had grown up surrounded by stories of people who refused to give…
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I stepped into the office as my heart brimmed with excitement – the kind of excitement you feel when dreams finally take shape. I had…
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There are certain friendships that never make sense to most people. They don’t spring from shared hobbies or after-work drinks or the easy comfort of…
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There was a time when Carlene could not imagine her life without this work. It wasn’t the job that paid the bills, but the quiet…
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Christine didn’t cook. It wasn’t that she refused out of rebellion or pride. She simply didn’t like it, didn’t have the skill for it, and…
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There was a time when Travis had everything. At least, from the outside looking in. He came from a good family – one of those…
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Maribel didn’t have anywhere in particular to be that day. The traffic reports buzzed with warnings about backed-up roads and overpacked beaches, and all the…
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There is something about family that clings to the edges of hope. No matter how many years pass, how quiet the calls become, or how…
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