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Nighttime Imagination

Unfortunately I have an excellent imagination. This can be a boon when I read books about people and places I’ve never known as I can place myself in their story. It is a curse, however, when I wake in the … Continue reading

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I was a fat baby. Earliest photos show fat lines around my wrists, knees, elbows, well, just about everywhere. As I grew older, I did not lose that fat. Instead it grew with me. It’s not that I didn’t exercise. … Continue reading

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