It’s a Monday morning on the coast and there is not a cloud in sight. The smell of rain is
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Month: December 2013
The Compass
I dreamt of a key that carried a message. The feel of it in my hand was typical cold nickel
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Please Empty Your Carry On
“Be careful of your thoughts; they may become words at any moment.”
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Is This Thing On?
I’ve been working too much and let myself get off balance. When I’m off balance I can’t find my words
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