Reflections

September 14, 2012

In the high, thin air of the mountains, time behaves differently. It does not march forward in a straight line; instead, it...

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September 14, 2012

I found a stray marble under my sofa this morning while looking for a lost earring. It was blue, swirled with white,...

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September 14, 2012

We have always been a species obsessed with the signal. From the primitive watchfires on a dark coastline to the rhythmic pulses...

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