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Revelation

During the summer after my senior year of high school, I decided to take a trip alone on a somewhat secluded trail in the Adirondacks for a couple of nights. I’d been on this particular trail with a couple of friends the year before.  There were lean-tos on several of the small lakes along [...]
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Mother of Pearl

I recently came across this song after not hearing it for a very long time; I’d almost forgotten how much I like it, how fun a good song can suddenly make my day, especially one about finding those little pearls in your life that you hold onto with all your might. In light of recent transitions [...]
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We have to because we must

Sometimes, when I hear or read statements along the lines of:  ”Real is better than numb, so we have to keep walking, we have to keep the ground beneath us,” it makes me want to scream out loud.   It conjures images of the garish, prefabricated houses situated in overbearing housing developments that litter the [...]
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The beat that skipped my heart

A and I decided to take a road trip to the black beaches of Southern Iceland in mid-January. I hadn’t been for sometime, and I longed to see the surreptitious, desolate landscapes again, to breathe in the crisp, cold sea air that prodded my senses into recognition, to meditate to the sound of the [...]
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The Dark Crystal (1982)

A piece I wrote for A Bright Wall in a Dark Room: Wherein being a Gelfling doppelgänger isn’t necessarily a bad thing When Chad asked if we’d be interested in writing about one of our favorite childhood movies, this one was kind of a no-brainer for a number of reasons. One reason is that I used [...]
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RIP J.D. Salinger

“D.B. asked me what I thought about all this stuff I just finished telling you about. I didn’t know what the hell to say. If you want to know the truth, I don’t know what I think about it. I’m sorry I told so many people about it. About all I know is, I sort [...]
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Amadeus (1984)

Originally posted on Filmosophy. Milos Forman’s Ma Non Troppo Vivace Although Amadeus isn’t ostensibly a holiday movie, I can’t seem to pass through this time of year without an urge to settle in with a hot chocolate and watch it.  I remember first seeing this film with my mother when I was very young at a small theater [...]
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Today

A delivery boy rode his bicycle down the street, winding the bike back and forth through the sun and shade, swerving to dip so low on his right that the pedal scraped over the asphalt as he swept, leaning right, then left, then back right again, so I could hear him riding to the end [...]
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