journeys

  • Same

    There is this way of speaking that has taken over much of the communication between me and my daughter, and some of my friends as well, I suppose.  We shorten things.   It just seems like a whole lot of flourish and extra syllables isn’t necessary or important.  And while, as a writer, I am a

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  • Into the Wild

    I have this problem lately.   I mean, I always have one problem or another it seems, but this problem has become foremost in my mind.  I don’t know who I am or who to be. That is exactly how I expressed it to my therapist yesterday. I don’t know who I am or who to

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