“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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