I’m sorry for the quietus. There are things I’ve wanted to share with you but whenever I sit down to write, I wake up with the keyboard imprinted on my face. We’re talking serious fatigue here, folks. The kind that isn’t remedied by sleep. However, I will take a break from my all-consuming, thought-foreclosing exhaustion to talk about praise. I’ve been thinking about praise a lot lately and will offer up the following two stories.
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