Deep peace of the quiet earth to you. 


August 21, 2017


It's one of those mind-bending mysteries of life--sometimes these days (and nights) are so very, very long. How is this the same currency as the years that pass so quickly that an off-handed 'ma'am' in a shop has me wanting to protest that, surely, my 21st birthday (or my 31st, for that matter) was only last year. 


I don't mind getting older, not at all, not anymore. But I'd really like an audit to account for how all of those years could possibly pass so quickly.






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