Reflections

October 17, 2014

We are always moving toward something. A destination, a name, a closing door. We measure our lives in the distance between where...

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October 16, 2014

I was sitting on my porch this morning, trying to read a book I’ve had on my nightstand for months. The neighborhood...

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October 16, 2014

I remember sitting in a quiet room in a small house in Cornwall, watching a friend hold her three-day-old daughter. The house...

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