I invite you to join me these next few days, within all the fireworks and hoopla, to witness moments of quiet in between

in between the parties or the driving or the have-tos and shoulds and oughts…

in between the getting there and getting back

after the big booming crashes, as the ashes fall slowly toward earth as they burn out, and shadows of memory are traced from what we’ve seen

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