by Jason Freeman | Nov 3, 2026 | Imperfect Best
On the humid, eighty degree afternoon of July, 4 2026 in Minnehaha County, South Dakota, I was busy mowing my lawn. I didn’t set off fireworks to celebrate “The Fourth”, I was content simply letting the fresh lawn clippings fly. I was dressed in blue jeans...
by Jason Freeman | Sep 2, 2018 | Imperfect Best
Somewhere along the line, maybe while I was sleeping, I have a suspicion that my mind got a PHD in assuming the worst. Yes, when the phone rings, I often feel nervous because I assume it is bad news. My father introduced me to the poem “The Peace Of Wild Things” by...
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