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It was an angry summer night. The storm hadn’t hit just yet, but I could hear it rumbling in the distance. The lightening struck every couple of seconds illuminating the gravel road before me. My head lights, though on, weren’t much help as a thick fog settled into the valley of each small hill that my car raced by. I didn’t really need the lights though, time had made it so I knew every inch of the road, every turn, and every spot in need of new gravel. The rain started lightly, just a few f...

The reasons I love the café is simply really. There’s something about being my own boss that I find thrilling if not scary, but mainly it’s the people. It’s the ability to sit and talk with people while the traffic outside rushes past in a hurry to get somewhere. It’s the ability to take a moment and see the beauty around me. For instance today. Ah today this elderly couple came in. I would venture to guess he’s a few years older than she is, but both are probably in their late 70’s if not ea...

I told him I wanted to get struck by lightening. I stood not looking at him, but looking out the glass door into the dark night that was broken up by the vivid displays of lightening. One one hundred two one hundred three one hundred four. Yes the storm was definitely closer now. The rain came down in sheets, slapping the glass with little pings that broke the silence of the night. The news promised it’d be a good one and as usual the farm had lost electricity moments after they said it was c...