Reflections

July 26, 2015

There is a gentle wisdom in the way the forest handles its own passing. Nothing is ever truly lost; it simply changes...

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July 26, 2015

I remember a narrow alleyway in Naples where the walls were so close you could touch both sides at once. A group...

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July 26, 2015

I woke up before my alarm today, just as the sky was turning that bruised, uncertain shade of purple. My apartment was...

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