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I remember summer days when I would ride my bike for hours and hours around the block. I remember the smell of oil on our gravel road. The smell reminds me of summer. I remember the big mud puddle in front of our house, filled by the sprinkler. We would concoct worlds in that puddle.…
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Last night I dreamt of a brass door. It keeps playing on the edge of my memory. Teasing me Asking me to open it. But when I look at it it goes away. All I can do is stare at it In my mind. I am powerless. The orange robe of the Tibetan monk sits…
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When I was a teenager I worked at Baskin and Robbins. Like any minimum wage job, it was thankless, despite being surrounded by all of the ice cream I could ever want to eat. One night as we getting ready to close a woman came into the shop. She was pregnant and she wanted an ice cream sundae. We were…
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Write about your strongest memory of heart-pounding belly-twisting nervousness: what caused the adrenaline? Was it justified? How did you respond? Sometimes fear grips me at the most inopportune time. In these moments I freeze, which is unfortunate. I had this reaction this past weekend when I was at a workshop and was suddenly face to…
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I hear the sound of the computer fan. The sound of it is incessant and the heat from it warms up my hands as I type. I can hear cars outside in the distance driving by. I hear the typing of the keys. I am staring at this computer screen and I am seeing the…
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