musings

Childhood baggage

on February 26, 2016

Okay, this isn’t a post about dire happenings from my youth. I had a happy childhood–apart from an unrequited affection for Mr. Rabbit and the terrible discovery that, unlike Samantha, I couldn’t just twitch my nose and Make Things Happen. I read a lot as a child, and I’ve come to realize that there are…

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