Every "hello" inevitably gives rise to "goodbye." There are very few things more obvious in this life. Yet it seems a general rule that those happy memories of each hello that embrace one in quiet moments more than counterbalance the sorrow of all the goodbyes. And that's the way of this world.
Monday, August 1, 2022
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Zinnia Dreams
There are people who can make the desert bloom and faded hearts to flower. Such people have a gift ... and such people are a gift.
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The sun was beginning to set by the time I eluded my final pursuer. Having a moment to rest, I studied my surroundings. I had never been ...
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The old man sat down next to me on the dune. We watched in silence as the waves lapped the shore and I hoped he would not break the spell by...
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There's nothing to this. It's merely the result of spending some time in the company of a pencil when neither of us had much to say.
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