Reflections

March 1, 2015

I spent this morning trying to organize my bookshelf, pulling out old journals that I haven’t touched in years. It is funny...

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March 1, 2015

I spent this morning trying to clear the frost off my windshield, my fingers numb and clumsy against the glass. It is...

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March 1, 2015

I was walking home from the grocery store this evening, my bags heavy against my wrists, when I stopped dead on the...

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