Sitemap - 2021 - Letters on Being
December is a communal liminal space
Things I'm thankful for, a list
Meditations on the past and present
Memory sense and the draw of nostalgia
Lullabies are for those on the fringes
Quiet scenes lifted from the decomposing stream of time
Thoughts unsaid, then forgotten
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Every day I feel like Sisyphus
Gardening difficulties and frolicking armadillos
I relish the idea of wandering the isles
The imprecise measurements of all grandmothers' measurements
The ever-present rediscovery of self
A myriad of universes existing inside one another