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Birdsong and Crickets: Dealing with Introspection
I’m sitting on the porch in the early morning hours. It’s not exactly dark, despite the pre-dawn hour. The neighborhood has a few street lights. I can see my coffee cup on the table next to me well enough to find it without dunking fingers or knocking it over. The air resonates with a myriad… Read More Birdsong and Crickets: Dealing with Introspection