Reflections

January 14, 2015

In the quiet corners of old libraries, one often finds books where the margins are filled with the handwriting of previous readers....

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January 14, 2015

The smell of damp earth after a long drought is a heavy, velvet thing that settles deep in the lungs. It is...

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January 14, 2015

Why do we equate movement with purpose, as if the soul only exists when it is rushing toward a horizon? We spend...

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