The following is based on a true story. 

Cars lined the block, as if barricading a treasure. To me, it felt that way. Coffee was a treasure. Especially this morning, when my eyes battled to close due to the sleep they so craved.

“Nothing there,” I murmured to myself. It was one of those days when

How many times in our life do we search for happiness? We are always trying to find something to make us jump for joy. Other times we are content

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