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Fire!
Dear Vi, It’s foggy this morning. Outside my window, wisps of fog stream past like smoke from a chimney. Wait… maybe it really is smoke. I get up to check. Nope, it’s fog. Relieved, I take another sip of coffee. And then I burst into tears. A couple of months ago, I woke up in…
Read MoreTea and Applesauce at Dawn
Dear Vi, I woke up early this morning. I tried to go back to sleep, I really did. I arranged my pillow, rearranged my pillow, stuck my foot out, turned over, turned back. You know the routine. Finally, I got up. It wasn’t really early anymore…not quite six. I turned on the bedside lamp and…
Read MoreLetters to Vi
Dear Vi, Blogging has always felt a little bit awkward to me. From the beginning, I’ve wanted to address each post as though it were a letter. But it always felt awkward. A letter to whom? And yet it feels just as strange to open a new page and simply start talking. I’m old-school that…
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