Reflections

November 16, 2019

We often mistake stillness for absence, forgetting that the deepest work happens when the world is holding its breath. To stand alone...

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November 15, 2019

I keep a small, rusted key in a ceramic bowl on my desk, though I have long since forgotten which door it...

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November 14, 2019

I keep a small, smooth stone from a riverbed that dried up years ago. It is heavy for its size, cold to...

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