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July 2, 2026
Some memories begin with a whispered conversation in the dark. Others arrive on four tiny paws. This one has luminous green eyes, a pink collar with a butterfly bow, and absolutely no respect for the laws of physics.
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July 1, 2026
I learned to escape Not by running away. Not by packing a suitcase or disappearing to another country.
I did that long ago. I also did something else to vanish.
In…
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June 29, 2026
Fruit that smells like poetry. Honey as sweet as a smile. An old white car, a quiet road beside the sea, and a heart learning that even solitude can sometimes be tender.
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June 27, 2026
This morning feels a little different. For the first time in a long while, I woke up without wondering what was happening in Second Life. A few days ago I closed…
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June 24, 2026
If you arrived here from Primfeed® or Second Life®, heartily welcome. Some of you have been reading my posts for months. Some of you have exchanged comments with…
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