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Heal, heal, heal
Read more: Heal, heal, healIt’s that time of year again, time to crawl under my blanket and set out on pilgrimages of forgetfulness. North of here is the tomb of simple goodness – vandalized. South of here is the mausoleum of easygoing fun – in a pile of rubble. I mourn them both with a solemn bow, angry visitors […]
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The colors of healing
Read more: The colors of healingHealing is a feline treading stealthily around the concrete monoliths of the neighborhood – slow and lazy and clandestine. A striped tow of light, sheaves of color falling from the trees, pigment dripping from the November sky and gathering in little pools of gold in your heart to glitter in the dark of winter.
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Winter in Harlaching
Read more: Winter in HarlachingIarna in Harlaching … and overnight… … si peste noapte… … so now… … iar acum…
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Knock-knock! Who’s there? Depression season!
Read more: Knock-knock! Who’s there? Depression season!They’re here. The long, cold, damp winter months with their smothering darkness. So bring out those UV and infrared lamps and steer clear of depression. By the way, what is the deal with this depression epidemic nowadays? Is it the sensory deprivation of our virtual environment, the lack of true friends, the materialism, the stress, […]