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The Pause is Not the End
Court is paused.There is a continuance. That sounds heavy. It sounds ominous. It sounds like something to fear. But strangely—unexpectedly—I am calm. I can’t share my testimony. I won’t. Not because I’m hiding anything, but because the process matters, and the court is paused, not finished. What I can share is what it feels like…
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If I Could Love That Hard in the Wrong Place
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Nine Days Away: Waiting, Fate, and the Space Between
Maya Angelou“Nothing can dim the light which shines from within.” I went to write this when it was ten days away.I started it — and then I didn’t finish.Now it’s nine.Time doesn’t feel linear right now. It feels fluid. Like in films where something disturbs time and everything ripples — a wave rising, slowing, hovering…
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The Comfort Zone Isn’t Comfort — It’s Survival