Melancholy rooted in memory can overtake us at any moment. You can be sitting on a train and staring out the window and suddenly it is there. It can even overwhelm because it comes so silently unannounced.
There is no cure for being human.
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At almost 64, I've seen more than I care to of human nature. I can smell people coming at 500 paces and can detect their inauthenticity ...
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I think I'll end things here. For quite some time now, writing became a daily habit and not a need. In 2012, when I first dipped my toe...
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