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because the wash

I was just about to go to sleep, just beginning to descend into the mattress when i came across this cryptic message written on a post-it note, slightly attached to my pillow. i really have no clue as to its … Continue reading

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Bob

i can’t believe how quiet it is tonight. it’s almost startlingly quiet. except for the persistent ringing in my ears that began at a Wilco concert in Seattle in 1997 and never quite went away. someone at a meditation retreat … Continue reading

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on (un)boldness

it’s clearly time to make a bold move, but there are so many of them to make–and how does one choose one from the other? not choosing is the unboldest move one can make. there’s nothing more unbold than that … Continue reading

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the surge

a moment turned into a night of staring at this screen, waiting for things to unfold, but not taking any concrete action. a surge of energy briefly visited before making a polite exit. i think it’s time to stop waiting … Continue reading

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