Reflections

December 10, 2012

I spent this morning trying to untangle a knotted necklace, my fingers clumsy and impatient. I kept thinking that if I just...

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December 10, 2012

In the high, thin air of the Andes, the silence is not merely an absence of sound; it is a physical presence,...

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December 10, 2012

We measure our lives by the things we hold onto. A handrail, a ledge, the hem of a coat. We believe that...

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