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Bad moments of good days
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When I was 19, I walked into the Columbia River, and felt the water reach my hips, my shoulders, my chin. I kept walking. I closed my eyes as I opened my lips, and let the water muffle the shouts … Continue reading
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Thought: When did charity (giving, taking, appreciating, asking for) become a dirty word? One of my dreams in life is to be just well-off enough to sponsor groceries for a handful of families – just good, local, organic food for … Continue reading