Reflections

December 23, 2025

I keep a small, rusted skeleton key in a velvet pouch, though I have long since forgotten which door it once opened....

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December 15, 2025

Dear reader, I have been thinking about the way we measure our own significance against the vastness of the world. We spend...

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December 11, 2025

There is a stillness that comes before the wind turns. It is a heavy, expectant silence. We often mistake this for emptiness,...

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