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for granted: on Sunday

I did not post yesterday. It is Monday now, and I am bone-tired exhausted after not enough sleep last night. But this is how I felt yesterday.  

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Northern Alberta Night

Earlier (as part of my stint as this week’s @hellofrmSG curator), I had a brief conversation among some peeps about the seasons, weather, and so forth. Typically, my response in a convo like this is pretty predictable: I don’t miss the seasons. I … Continue reading

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in the quiet

in the quiet in the quiet of the quietest part of my mind that is where the truth is sometimes I lose the truth accidentally because clutter noise mess stress tangles other times the truth is screaming and fluorescent vociferous and lurid and I pr… Continue reading

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