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norahwright's Letters

Sparks of a Memory

Thinking back on a time where I felt fully comfortable in my own skin is difficult to say. What is comfort? How much change must one go through to become comfortable? Where does the zone of comfortability begin? How long does it last? Like the sting of a bee or the spark of a firefly, they come and go. The only thing constant in nature, is change;…read more

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