Anything could happen

And it probably will

“the luck of the goodness arrives with accepting the unwanted:

being born into this fix—

the wasted gamble of our joy, the pleasure of leaving—”

—Charles Bukowski

My earliest memories of childhood involve a tree.

Well, probably not the earliest memories, but my earliest memories of independent childhood, when I was old enough to be outside and play by mys…

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