Reflections

August 15, 2022

I remember sitting in a small cafe in Lyon, watching two women across the square. They were laughing at something so intensely...

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August 15, 2022

There is a specific quality to the light just before a storm breaks, a thin, strained brightness that seems to hold its...

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August 15, 2022

The clock does not measure the day. It measures the distance between who we were and who we are becoming. We stand...

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