Watch the Video Version He was running late…as usual. The man needed to be out the door in the next five minutes if he wanted to make the meeting on time. So, after a few bites off a cold, leftover slice of pizza and a few slugs of Coke Zero, he scurried to the closet […]
He regarded himself as a strong man. Finally. He was now looking at three decades in the rear-view mirror and he was at the place where the road widened a bit, the knots loosened and the monsters of uncertainty and awkwardness that took up residence in his brain for so long begrudgingly acquiesced to confidence […]
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