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Cant believe its been a year. I think of you, Ma. Everyday. Grief is like driving from one coast to the other, in slow motion. Im not there yet, and Ive been stuck in traffic and had to stop because Im too tired to drive sometimes, but theres been so much beautiful country to see, so many revelations and unknotting that can only happen on long stretches of highway -- and theres nothing like fall in the Catskills.... Its such a strong moment when you realize you no longer have a person to miss- that you are missing a memory of a soul, a soul being a breathing collection of experiences and simultaneously making them (in/out, in/out) -- Its not bad - feels like overlooking a golden hour on the mountains your ancestors are from, as you drive onward toward and onward toward.
Posted on: Fri, 14 Nov 2014 04:11:52 +0000

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