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Safe and Cold and Alone
Excerpts from journals dated 2/18/25 and 3/2/25 I feel alone and hunted. I feel disheveled and ungrounded. I am no longer home; I am in a den that reeks of panicked sweat where I fail to…
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A Beginning – Sanctity and Constraint
Midway through the journey of our life, I woke to find myself in a realm of noise and blinding light – for though my feet had never left the path, it was lost behind the din.…
