Reflections

April 23, 2024

When I was seven, my grandfather took me to the edge of the creek behind our house to watch the mud-skippers. He...

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April 22, 2024

Seneca once remarked that we are like travelers who, in our haste to reach the destination, fail to notice the beauty of...

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April 21, 2024

Hunger is a quiet companion. It arrives in the morning, long before the light has decided to stay. We sit at the...

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