August 18, 2026
The Light at the End of the Field
I walked the same path I always walk, and for a minute it looked like somewhere new.
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August 18, 2026
An Old Book, Revisited
I picked it up to check one sentence and did not put it down for an hour.
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August 18, 2026
Tea, Slowly
Some mornings the whole point is the pause before the first sip.
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