I often skip to the end of a story before it even starts.
My relationships are no exception.
When one begins I imagine the end.
But usually they don’t begin with flowers on Mother’s Day and a card from your three-year-old son.
I am telling this story without knowing the end and without predicting the end.
A new leaf.
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We met at 7:30 in the morning.
“So how much do you guys know about search engine optimization?” I was mingling with the crowd, getting a feel for their knowledge on the subject before I started my presentation. [click to continue…]
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