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I saved her. I saved me. Once upon a time, in elementary school, I wrote a story about a tree who was so lonely he turned himself into a...

More often than not I don’t know what I’m doing; what direction I’m headed; what path I’m supposed to be following; what is right action...

Watching the clock tick toward midnight in my cozy little house in Crete. Cold, rainy outside…toasty fire and warmth in. Amazing to me...