There is a solitude of space
A solitude of sea
A solitude of death, but these
Society shall be
Compared with the profounder site
That polar privacy
A soul admitted to itself-
Finite infinity.
Emily Dickinson
I spend an hour searching for my school keys. I thought they were right where I left them. The problem being, the “right where I left them...
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Ed died on August 10th. He left his sweetheart of 56 years behind. As Sandra says, "He was a magnificent man." Farewell.
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