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Alone Together™: How to Cure Loneliness with Wi-Fi, Vague Eye Contact, and Corporate Wellness Emails
If you’re feeling lonely in 2025, good news: you’re not alone. You are, in fact, part of a globally trending demographic—a vast, echoing chorus of fully-charged devices and emotionally uncharged people, all sending each other “just checking in” texts while lying motionless on separate couches. We live in the most hyper-connected society in history. You
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Holy Paperclips, Luxury Jets, and Surprise Deadlines: Inside the Trump Administration’s Month of Multitasking
In a dizzying flurry of executive motion and moral multitasking, President Donald J. Trump has once again reminded us that governing is not about consistency, coherence, or consequences—it’s about volume. And the 2025 Trump administration has been operating at maximum decibel. From peace ultimatums issued like fast food orders to religious paperweights, Hurricane Helene bailouts,
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Burnt Toast, Bad Timing, and the Right Person Anyway: Why After the Toast Isn’t Just a Love Story
Amazon Author Page | Read After the Toast Romantic comedies are supposed to be light, right?Flirty glances. Cute mishaps. Big gestures and bigger payoffs. But what if the romance starts with a panic attack at a wedding? What if the laughter comes with grief? What if the meet-cute includes the wrong twin and a slice
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The Future of Work Is Bleak, Unregulated, and Happily Branded as “Freedom”
Welcome to 2025, where the American Dream has been converted into a 1099 form and a Slack notification. The office is dead, the commute is optional, and your job description now includes “personal brand ambassador” and “self-motivated hope archaeologist.” Let’s talk about the “future of work,” shall we? A phrase that once conjured images of
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If Love Were Enough: A Novel for Everyone Who’s Loved Someone Across the Silence
Amazon Author Page | Read If Love Were Enough How do you stay in love with someone who is no longer close enough to touch—but still close enough to haunt every version of your day? If Love Were Enough isn’t about a breakup. It’s about that slow, aching fade before the breakup. The quiet corrosion
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The Bongino Doctrine: How to Reform the FBI with a Podcast Mic and a Megaphone
Some men are born for public service. Others have it thrust upon them. And then there’s Daniel Bongino—who appears to have podcasted his way into federal law enforcement leadership with the energy of a man who once read the Constitution off a T-shirt at a gun show. Yes, dear readers, Deputy Director Bongino has officially
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When Random Stops Feeling Rare: What Another Walmart Tragedy Reveals About Us
There’s a point in any crisis-saturated society where the words stop hitting. “Man stabs 11 people at Michigan Walmart. Six in critical condition.” You read it. You blink. You scroll. It’s not that we don’t care—it’s that we can’t process it anymore. The shock we’re supposed to feel has calcified into something else. A dull
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The Things We Forgot: A Queer Return to the Scene of the Crime
Amazon Author Page | Read the Book — Free with Kindle Unlimited In a town where casseroles are a currency and judgment is passed through prayer requests, The Things We Forgot is a love letter to survival—quiet, messy, unspectacular survival. It’s a story where nobody says the right thing, people apologize through behavior not words,
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Top 10 Most Absurd Things That Have Happened So Far in 2025 (And It’s Only July)
Well, it’s official: 2025 has politely asked 2020 to hold its drink and then shoved it down a flight of metaphorical stairs. We’re barely halfway through the year, and already the timeline reads like a rejected Black Mirror writer’s fever dream. From AI scandals to legislative cosplay, here’s your semi-comprehensive list of the ten most
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We Met in the Fire: What Holding Pressure Says About Love and Burnout
Read it here → Holding PressureAuthor Page → Brandon’s Books on Amazon What happens when survival and connection can’t coexist?When showing up for a patient means bleeding out in the process?When you want to let someone in, but your trauma has a waiting room with no open chairs? That’s what I asked myself when writing