Reflections

January 21, 2011

There is a specific kind of exhaustion that does not come from work, but from the relentless demand of the clock. We...

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January 21, 2011

The smell of damp stone always brings me back to the basements of my childhood, where the air felt heavy and thick,...

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January 19, 2011

The air near the edge of the world tastes of crushed shells and cold, biting salt. It is a sharp, metallic tang...

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