There is something about typing out your story as it’s unraveling in real time.
I tend to write what I have already lived. I write when time has gifted me the treasures of what appears to be meaning and seemingly sense making of every colliding wave and every consuming tide I ride. I write, not self-righteously, but with some level of self-assurance, kn…
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