Forgetting to Learn, or Learning to Forget?
I have reached the age where my bookshelf has stopped being a collection and started being an archaeological dig. Every … Continue reading Forgetting to Learn, or Learning to Forget?
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Halfway
When I was seven or eight years old, I used to lie awake at night and imagine the end of … Continue reading Halfway
Where am I? And what the hell time is it?
It’s after midnight again, and despite having no real reason to be awake this late anymore, here I am– my … Continue reading Where am I? And what the hell time is it?
Miracles
Miracles There were few times that my brothers and I moved faster than when we were changing from our church … Continue reading Miracles
