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biopsy

When youtube decided to play Into the Mystic, I felt a lot of grief about my mom.  Needing someone who is not a living person hurts.  Then when it switched to Tupelo Honey, I cried with more force than I thought my lungs could hold.  Senseless wail, wordless howl, no longer learning. Then I went… Read More »

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dosing myself with gratitude

I enjoy revisioning malt-o-meal as pudding, so I can eat it any time of day. My radish microgreens grew thick and faster than expected! 3. Ming ziptied the basket to my trike yesterday, so now it’ll be easier to transport an energy shot for him. (I had been carrying it in a little crocheted bag,… Read More »