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It all started with a dream, as so many things do…

Recreational Respite

The key slid into the ignition, and the cold engine came to life with a fiery roar. I was enveloped in nostalgia. The morning dew and gasoline smell permeated my nostrils like a perfume of petroleum and petrichor.

Three Years Later

Well, I’ve disappeared. I’ve been “off the map,” so to speak. It’s easy to disappear when you are Nobody. Sometimes, you even forget there was somewhere else you were supposed to be. I suppose it’s better that way. I struggle to conceive how to address my absence. I would offer a formal apology, but analytics … Continue reading Three Years Later


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