rB’s Diary (November)

How could I be other than mixed?   Recently, every time I’m asked, “How are you?” I jolt back to the reality that, in fact, I’m not doing well.   And how could I be?   The world seems like it’s on fire.   Again.   My people—and I’m not certain what that means—were slaughtered […]

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