Reflections

October 16, 2017

I keep a small, rusted tin box in my desk drawer, filled with the colorful, crinkled wrappers of candies I shared with...

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October 15, 2017

I keep a small, smooth river stone on my desk, worn perfectly round by water that stopped flowing long ago. It is...

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October 15, 2017

Why do we insist that significance must be loud, or that beauty requires a grand stage to be noticed? We spend our...

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