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Behind the Wall of Sleep
The All-Nighter. No sleep. A feat that, for seven-year-old boys, surpasses mythical proportions. Midnight feasts; defying bed-time orders; going where no Me has ever gone before. I never made the grade, but it wasn’t for lack of trying. Toby’s seventh… Continue reading
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Everyone You Love Will Die (Yourself Included)
Everyone I love will die, likely after cruel illness. Death awaits us all, and yet we speak of it seldom. Why is this? Too depressing? Perhaps. And yet, without exception, it is the fate that awaits us all. I have… Continue reading

