Tag: travel
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On Singing in the Shower
It’s a mysterious thing, the brain, the way it stores things up like song lyrics and then fires them straight to the heart when we least expect it. Right when we need the lyrics the most. Right in the middle of trying to clean ourselves up. Maybe the song was there all along. Read more…
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Summers at the Lake: Why We Talk About Leaving
It seems we ask about plans for leaving mid-bend and swing on the summer’s first cannonball off the wooden dock. We’re handing over the SPF30, Can you get my back?, and it has yet to soak in before we ask, And when are you leaving?, condensation barely pooling on our defrosting cans in the North…
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I will never forget the year of the flowers
Something beautiful happened in Baltimore yesterday: thermometers reached 78 degrees on February 21—a date usually blanketed with snow. Naturally, I found a path near water to walk at lunch and stopped for post-Valentine’s-ridiculously-on-sale flowers on the way home. Today I put on a shirt that looks exactly like a shirt would look if the…
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Traveling back for the strength to come home
They asked me, “What brought you back?” “Just to visit,” I said. “Just to see you.” (Did I need a better reason?) This weekend, I had a few options for reunions: high school, college, or grad school. I nearly vomited at the Facebook invite for a ten-year high school reunion. Somehow reliving those years…
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All shall be well: My trip to Italy
I traveled to Italy to audit a course on Medieval Art and Spiritual Disciplines, expecting grand thoughts and monumental soul movement, but instead clinging to the quiet, ordinary moments. I fell in love with laundry drying on clotheslines. Let me back up a little bit. Before I left for my adventure to Italy, I…