Tag Archives: paul laux writing

Why Not Be Happy

Posted on May 17, 2022 by paullaux22

I have only been around for thirty-one years. In reality, it hasn’t been that long, and I get that. A flash in the pan, a peanut on the farm, a spec on the beach – whatever vastly cliche metaphor you … Continue reading →

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Black Rain

Posted on December 31, 2021 by paullaux22

Funny how things always repeat themselves. Way back when I first got into photography, I took a photo similar to this, except on my blue car. It was one of my favorite shots, and still is to this day. Today, … Continue reading →

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I Miss 2004

Posted on December 20, 2021 by paullaux22

The tile was always cold, the basement always quiet – excluding the occasional chirp from a message from one of my friends, or the typing on the analog keyboard that broke the silence of the midnight air. I still remember … Continue reading →

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Being A Dad Is Weird

Posted on May 22, 2021 by paullaux22

Being a dad is weird. For my entire life, I really thought about what fatherhood would be like. I guess I was really just thinking about my own life, my own growth, and my own path in this world. I … Continue reading →

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Don’t Forget!!

Posted on February 15, 2021 by paullaux22

Thank you to everyone who has ordered by book “We Always Find Ourselves Here” on Amazon. It means the world to me. However, if you could please share it around, that would be fantastic! It’s a fun read, and I … Continue reading →

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Another Year, Another Year

Posted on November 9, 2020 by paullaux22

A cold night fell on a quiet city in a quiet county, in a quiet state. No one ever really thinks about Ohio, and no one ever really thinks about the tiny towns, cities, and metroplexes that make it. Almost … Continue reading →

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The New Age, The Old Age

Posted on October 20, 2020 by paullaux22

We used to call it the “food museum.” It was a tall, oak cabinet that felt like it stood just as tall as the tree it was cut from. Towering over the kitchen with grandeur, even though it’s use was … Continue reading →

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