Tag Archives: Childhood

Leave a Little Window Open: a Breeze Will Wake You.

“Every morning, even before I open my eyes, I know I am in my bedroom and my bed. But if I go to sleep after lunch in the room where I work, sometimes I wake up with a feeling of … Continue reading

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Vacation Alias

Vacation Alias The old man asked me for my name. For some reason I said, “Marshall.” “As in Marshall Dill Pickle?” he said, Producing a finger gun and The playful sound of shooting. I thought, I guess I will be … Continue reading

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