If You Live Somewhere With a Dollar Tree (or equivalent) and Dirt, You Can Become a Gardener For Less Than $2

I’m poor. I’m a gardener. I resent, I despise, I loathe the notion that getting into gardening is an expensive venture. How dare you? How dare you rob others of the idea that they can be a gardener just because of their financial state? I’m here to tell you the good news–the people who tell…

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My Unfiltered Thoughts on Anticipatory Grief, the Purgatory Between Life and Death

I won’t lie to you, this article won’t contain any empty platitudes or hollow sympathies. If you find any words of comfort here, know that they come from a place of sincere empathy, because my mother is dying, and I can’t stop it. This is anticipatory grief. Anticipatory grief isn’t the same as post-death grief.…

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The Value of Absurd Humor

I once heard it said that all comedy is derived from some form of misery. I wish I could deck the guy who said it, as that is not only a sadistic, but incredibly erroneous and harmful notion. It’s fitting that the guy himself was painfully unfunny. The type who believes himself to be on…

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