Dad died and the world did not stop spinning. I find this to be both amazing and incomprehensible.
I thought the sky glowed a slightly brighter, more incandescent blue today as I drove back to Greensboro.
But when I got home, Bailey the Dog had poop and hair matted to his butt... Guess Who got to take care of that little problem?
The world is irrevocably changed and yet, still the same.
The Wisest Man in the Universe is everywhere and nowhere-all at once.
It is strange.
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