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Sunday, February 23, 2014

vision

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When I was 12, I was told by an optometrist that I had the eyes of a 40-year-old. I wasn't sure what that would mean for me later on, b...
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Wednesday, February 12, 2014

callouses

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Due to the nature of my art, I often form callouses on the fingers I use most for hand sewing. The extra layers of skin serve to help shiel...
Tuesday, February 4, 2014

when friend became a verb

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Last night, while making an attempt to be understood in the fewest possible words on someone's Facebook post, with questionable success...
Monday, January 20, 2014

more

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It isn't that contentment is impossible or happiness elusive. It isn't that my hopes and dreams are always frustrated. I don't ...
Sunday, January 12, 2014

before dawn

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I strain to see the lighted face of the old digital clock that has continued to run long beyond its years. Without my glasses, everything t...
Sunday, January 5, 2014

one night

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Tables were set up and covered with fabric I had purchased at the Salvation Army for three dollars a bolt. Thrift store plates and glass te...
Saturday, January 4, 2014

naturally

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My favorite park is going through a renovation, and I'm not sure I like it. It is the closest park to our house so we have gone there f...
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