I laugh now the way I used to as a kid: thorough, genuine, deep, and light as a feather gliding on air. I experience wonder the way wonder is programmed into us as little tiny baby newly emerging creatures on this earth. I’m touched, awed, and moved to delight by the smallest of things. I remember so clearly when I …
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