Reflections

January 28, 2015

I remember sitting in a tea house in Leh, watching an old man brush the coat of his pack animal. The wind...

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January 27, 2015

There is a specific, metallic tang that rises from dry earth when it has been left undisturbed for too long—the smell of...

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January 27, 2015

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

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