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The bus ride back to New York City was uneventful. A young woman, my daughter's age, sat across the aisle from me and tried to remain conscious. She watched some…
The bus ride back to New York City was uneventful. A young woman, my daughter's age, sat across the aisle from me and tried to remain conscious. She watched some…
How do we lose connection with god? With our runaway minds, our imperfect thoughts, our loses piling up around us, how do we set back our minds to null? What…
I am neurotypical in how deeply I feel things. Part of my journey in life is to learn to moderate my own emotional depths. I have gotten better at this…