Fiat mihi.

5.15.2020 Dear dad, I am struck by the sensation of being stuck in a room in which the door seems to be inching closed. The room appears to have strange drawings on the walls, pictures or carvings, almost, of the likes of windows and doors. Not the kind you might see today in our modern […]

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Damned nonsense.

5.1.2020 Dear dad, In this season of learning how to be a little girl, something else has come to my attention. I can’t think of being a little girl in the same way I think of being an athlete. That is, I can be both a little girl and an athlete but how I become […]

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