On my brother's 50th birthday: psychosis

Tiring

Barnes and Noble parking lot in Boulder at about 12.30 pm

I posted this elsewhere, but like it enough to post here, as well.

What I learned this week

It wasn't learned because of the result. It was learned before the result, during the waiting, during the procedure, during more waiting. It is being learned now, when I know that I am no worthier, no more accepted than those many who received the result I feared, and worse. Anyone who comes is accepted. Anyone.

Even me.

Last Saturday in Denver

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Camera country on Mapleton Hill