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Readjusting Slowly
Thank you to High Anxiety’s Instagram account for the above images and quotes. Returning to France this time has not been as smooth as the times before. After spending…
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In the everyday
In the stillness. In the darkness. In the forgotten places. In the daily steps. While washing the dishes and taking out the trash. In the emptiness and the…
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Opening the Book on the Shelf
Voltaire's Theater Volume two. Pink paperback. Worn, though I do not believe this book was ever read. Most likely it sat on a shelf, eventually, it was put into…
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Some of Life’s Pleasures
Being so close to someone you hear their heartbeat. Planting a seed and watching it bear fruit. The subtle change of one season to the next. Hearing silence. Birth. Witnessing…
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A Half Open Door Where is it Leading?
"When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened…
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Gabriel
Chelsea calls him "Love Love" and he is and we do. Chelsea was washing the dishes, I was preparing something and Gabriel sat at the kitchen counter angle…
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