“In an unmoored life like mine, sleep and hunger and work arrange themselves to suit themselves, without consulting me.” ― Kurt Vonnegut . . . . . . I know someone who forgot how much she loved to paint because she stopped doing it years ago after her husband belittled her […]Read More
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“We dance round in a ring and suppose, but the secret sits in the middle and knows.” ― Robert Frost . . . . . . These words are mobile. Always moving into the future and pulled strongly from the past. Never set. Never finished. Never perfect. I am the […]Read More