June 1, 2014
Bound books on wooden shelves Whisper their mysteries; Paths unexplored, Memories tapped, And songs refrained. The scent of old paper And new Tumbles through the air And taunts, “Open me And grow” 5/27/2014
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May 20, 2013
Right now I’m unpacking (and sorting) some stuff that was packed away for a bit of construction. I’ve been slowly going through the process and reached a point I had to stop because of the intensity of memory. There are many things that provoke memories. Scents can call up a scene as can certain tastes. […]
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