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Oil and Rust

I have a friend who says, “Enlightenment is lonely.  You can’t relate to people the way you normally do.”  She cites inner peace as a kind of impairment where our regular conversations fall into meaningless excess, and I understand. This … Continue reading

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I count my years in Novembers.  I feel through days in numbers.  Alphabets spiral as my children sing their ABC’s and I can’t for the life of me see clear of Thanksgiving. There is 1 hour and 12 minutes until … Continue reading

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