*my wrist is still sprained but cannot resist the writer’s urge to write. *i have been searching for the perfect butterfly tattoo, which will be imprinted in the weeks to come before we leave granada. i have learned that the cooler the name of the butterfly, the more plain the creature. swallowtails and metalmarks are…
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packers came today and put all of the possessions my family will keep into a container, soon to brave the wild tsunami-threatened oceans for sri lanka. moving day is always strange for me. i realised today that i have more attachment to the things that make up our home than the home itself. a carved…
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