Reflections

September 21, 2018

I spent twenty minutes this morning just watching my cat sleep in a patch of sunlight on the rug. She didn’t have...

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September 21, 2018

I keep a small, rusted iron key in a velvet-lined box, though I have long since forgotten which door it once opened....

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September 20, 2018

Seneca once reminded his friend Lucilius that the wise man does not seek to be fed by the exotic, but rather finds...

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