Tag Archives: loss

Days

Texting and those ubiquitous phones are training our brains to be autistic. Look up once in a while! (#1103) Continue reading

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Fine

Some people around me are mired in a stoical sadness that cannot speak. (#1102)

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Doorways

Post-traumatic stress in context (#1101) Continue reading

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