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Ain’t No Need To Complicate It, We Both Know That’s Overrated

Three posts into my first round blogging The Arcade, and somehow we’ve gone from sitting in a classroom, to having a pillow fight, to ending up out on a farm. There hasn’t exactly been a logical path from one photo to the next, but I think that’s becoming one of my favorite things about this round. I get a collection of things in front of me, start playing around with them, and eventually we end up somewhere I probably wasn’t expecting when I started.

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I Hate Accidents, Except When We Went From Friends To This, Uh Huh, That’s Right

Well, that didn’t take long. A couple of days ago I was writing my first official post for The Arcade, sending Mackenzie back to school, and wondering what I was going to find when I started digging through everything else waiting for me from the September round. Apparently the answer was a bedroom, a bunch of plants, some mushrooms, and an excuse for the two of us to have a pillow fight. I’d say we’re off to a fantastic start.

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Must’ve Done Something Good In Another Life

There is something kind of wild about realizing this is the fourth birthday of Mackenzie’s that I have gotten to celebrate with her. I actually had to sit with that number for a second because it doesn’t feel like it should already be four, even as I have enough pictures, posts, and memories sitting around this blog to prove that it absolutely is.

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It’s Our Paradise And It’s Our War Zone

(Warning: everything below these next two paragraphs is very explicit. You have now been warned.) We’re back in the Let’s Lose Some Sleep post style today. You know what that means: things are about to get steamy in here, as you can see. After a couple of months apart and a lot of thinking and growing on both of our parts, we’re back. I know for me I spent a lot of time figuring out what I wanted. What I needed. If things needed to change, what were they? After talking quite a few times, she had done the same and wanted to know what conclusions I had come to. So we talked through it and, at the end of it, realized that we’re way better together than not.

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When Your Bridge Is Burned And You Can’t Find A Quiet Mile

Lately, I’ve found myself coming back to ordinary moments for reasons I can’t quite explain. I don’t think I’ve accidentally missed some of the most important moments in my life because I wasn’t there. I think I’ve missed them because my attention was somewhere else.

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