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night desires

There are night desires–they make night sense.  Then day desires often win.  Day is bright, more rational, and gets stuff done.  Flooded with light.  But night desires are where I live. I worshiped the moon for a long time.  I feel like my real myself in fall and winter.  Truly, I feel like a different… Read More »

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night ride in Funkytown

The other morning, I was thinking about Funkytown.  Ming and I were planning our day.  “What should we do fun today?” I asked, a favorite question. “I don’t know,” he said. “Would you take me to Funkytown?” I asked. “Where’s Funkytown?” he asked. “Uh, Las Vegas?  Probably we live in Funkytown.  New Orleans?” He wasn’t… Read More »