Reflections

April 11, 2020

We are all just seeds caught in the same wind, carried toward a destination we did not choose, yet must reach. There...

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April 10, 2020

Seneca once observed that we are often more afraid than hurt, and that we suffer more in imagination than in reality. He...

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April 10, 2020

The air before dawn has a specific texture, like cool, damp velvet pressing against the skin. It tastes of salt and iron,...

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