Tales of Woe from the Soccer Field
It’s Tuesday afternoon. He runs into my room wearing cleats, shin guards and socks that are so long on his still tiny legs that they reach up over his knees and need to be folded over. I sigh and follow …
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Holy Moments
I finish the scene that has been torturing me for over a week and push my leather chair back. My back is tight and so are my hamstrings. I ran 20 miles on Sunday and it is Tuesday now, a …