Verse 650

Sometimes cockeyed, this crazy chaos called life
so in stride I strut and stroll without strife

but weeks go on, blurring, blending, blithe
I ponder perplexed this perpetual plight

in dreams I riddle, racking for if it right
I guess nothing is fruitful or filling without fight

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Erin Anacker

I'm Erin Anacker, founder of pixology—a nimble little business infiltrating the design industry as an ardent voice for entrepreneurship and community. As a Tri Cities transplant, I am still finding my way, working extra hard at cultivating meaningful relationships. Luckily, I've happened upon a wonderful, growing community. These creative thinkers and entrepreneurial minded people are helping light the way, with passion and encouragement.

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