Category Archives: aging

awake

For some people, and I am one of them, sleep is an elusive and frustrating necessity. (#996) Continue reading

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old wood

I think that any well-made wooden object has a story that can be discovered and appreciated. (#993) Continue reading

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performance day

On the big day of the Christmas Carol reading, my tongue decides to rebel. (#988) Continue reading

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