Reflections

October 31, 2012

I spent twenty minutes this morning looking for my keys, only to find them sitting right on the kitchen counter where I...

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October 30, 2012

The smell of old paper is a dry, sweet dust that settles at the back of the throat, like the scent of...

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October 30, 2012

We often mistake silence for an absence. We treat it as a void, a space waiting to be filled by the noise...

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