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Where do I begin?
It surprises me how time moves so quickly when you’re doing nothing in particular. Just sitting idle, letting days blur into one another. It feels like still water. Quiet on the surface, no ripples above or movement below. As if everything is paused, muted.
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A Journey Through Spaces
In 2005, my father sold the house we lived in. He was 47. I was 20. He believed he owed no explanations to anyone. But in the years that followed, his decisions shaped the family’s reality in ways none of us could have imagined. Over the next 11 years, we lived in 9 different rented…
