06 Jul 2017
it was a bright, chilly wednesday morning. we were standing outside the palace diner in biddeford, maine. osmond had heard a friend rave about this place just yesterday. we were too close not to go so we had made a plan to go.
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05 Jul 2017
day 2: what i just learned about Listening
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04 Jul 2017
i sat down and tried to put pen to paper. i couldn’t. for some reason, the ideas just wouldn’t flow.
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03 Jul 2017
i couldn’t believe how hot it was already. my pants were sagging so i stood up the tighten the piece of rope tied around my waist. as usual, i’d forgotten my belt. on a normal day, my pants would have held up until after lunch, but the sweat dripping down my back made my repeated attempts to pull them up useless.
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02 Jul 2017
it had been way too long since my last massage. as i stood in the quiet room and noticed the incense (nag champa) i felt my body slow down. i slowly took off my clothes and laid down on the massage table on my stomach.
i wondered what memories would come up this time.
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