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perfectionism

Moving Mountains

It was the last place I expected to be on a Thursday during business hours: in my bathtub, submerged to my chin in icy water, tortured by the realization that no work was getting done, no tasks completed, nothing produced until my body’s reaction subsided. The frigid water seemed the only relief from the hives…

My Desert Song

We all know that one person that hates music…wait what? No we don’t! Music is a silver thread of words and rhythm that flows between the tapestries of generations and is completely interwoven with the human condition. That being said, I have a confession: I have a love-hate relationship with music.  I started playing piano…

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