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my desire to one day be a writer has left me.  the library has been my home yesterday and today.  i’ve spent twelve hours in there, researching and writing, willing myself to finish the longest paper we have to write here.  the last two days have been days when i wear sweats, a baseball cap, and… Continue reading things

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most have gone off to paris, spain, and trips all over germany.  there are sixteen of us who stayed here.  we slept in, had a slow breakfast, and listened to my music while we finished some old testament journals.  we goofed off with my camera, tried to put a puzzle together, and wrote random words using… Continue reading words

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today was long and hard, but good. today i wandered the countryside of Fishbach.  i felt like Maryanne from Sense and Sensibility as i went from one small backroad to the next, following the orchards and making my way through trails in the forest.  i had no destination and no purpose in the steps i… Continue reading . . .