Doing life at odds with itself
Right now sitting in my little bungalow, thinking, reflecting, imagining, wondering, I find my mind drawn to this: No I’m not in a prison, not be a long stretch of the imagination, and no I don’t only have four walls and a wash basin. Life is far from that. Life is far from … Continue reading Doing life at odds with itself
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