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I Was a Book-Nosed Girl
To say I had a dysfunctional childhood would be putting it mildly. Purely to save myself, I spent a great deal of time dissociating from my daily reality. In fact, I really can’t recall much from ages 11 through 13. I can say that I watched Mr. Rogers until an embarrassing age. He was the…
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Owls and Letters
The owls are going absolutely nuts tonight. There must be ten of them out there, hooting their feathery butts off, and it’s been going on for hours. I felt the need to escort my little dogs on their evening backyard bathroom foray for fear they’d be spirited away. I mentioned this to a friend, who…