Reflections

May 22, 2016

I spent this morning trying to organize my bookshelf, pulling out paperbacks I haven’t touched in years. I found a dried flower...

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May 22, 2016

In the high latitudes, time does not move in the way we are accustomed to measuring it. We think of time as...

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May 21, 2016

I remember sitting in a small cafe in Sarajevo, listening to an old man explain why he refused to speak the language...

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