Reflections

October 31, 2024

There is a specific quality to the light just before a storm rolls in from the sea—a heavy, bruised violet that seems...

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October 30, 2024

Seneca once remarked that it is not the man who has too little, but the man who craves more, who is poor....

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October 30, 2024

It is 3:15 am, and the house is holding its breath. In the dark, I find myself thinking about the things we...

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