Reflections

November 13, 2013

I spent twenty minutes at the bus stop this morning, just watching the crowd. Everyone was checking their phones, shifting their weight,...

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November 12, 2013

There is a peculiar weight to the dust kicked up by a passing vehicle on a dry road. It hangs in the...

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November 12, 2013

Night does not erase the world; it merely strips away the noise, leaving behind the skeletons of our ambition. In the dark,...

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