Mish Aleisa
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The hardest words to write are often the first words asked to be written. I'm a father and a husband. Everything else is secondary.
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Freedom Requires Action
Do you feel free. There are times when I don't. I am afraid to go see a movie because of troubled boys with guns. I am afraid to quit my job because of inflation. I am afraid to share my values for fear of being judged by others. I live in a world of fear that robs me of my freedom.
By Mish Aleisa4 years ago in Humans
How to: Put Your Pants On
The two-holed conundrum has baffled billions. Over the course of our existence, we have done our best to conquer this issue. Many solutions have been proposed but none have solved the problem. The mere fact that you are reading this proves the existential crisis that we all struggle with on a daily basis (except for that one day we spent watching all of the LOTR extended editions).
By Mish Aleisa4 years ago in Fiction
Gloves
Alan There was no white to be seen. The year’s end had reluctantly returned but refused to commit. The leaves rustled on the yellow grass. Elms and oaks, stripped bare from the wind, cast dark black shadowy streaks across the old paint-chipped houses. Lights were strung up, but the incessant wind had ruined the orderly lines. They were left hanging across the corners of houses clutching at gutters and windowsills. Decorations swirled up antennas, wreaths hung on doors and the guard rails glittered with foggy Christmas lights weathered dim from years of exposure. Perched in the largest elm, a barn owl was considering an old man on a porch.
By Mish Aleisa4 years ago in Fiction
