Chapter Ten: The Endless River

The river is within us, the sea is all about us. T.S. Eliot I am going to die. This is not hyperbole. I doubt it will be today, and it probably won’t be tomorrow, but someday I will die, and so will you. I am so sorry. I understand the words – I am goingContinue reading “Chapter Ten: The Endless River”

Prologue: I Want To Pull It Apart And Put It Back Together

Recently I attended a party where a friend who I had not seen a while complimented my appearance. I thanked him graciously and tried to change the subject, not because I was annoyed, but because I am thoroughly Midwestern, and as such, I am not great at accepting compliments. When he went as far asContinue reading “Prologue: I Want To Pull It Apart And Put It Back Together”

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