The testimony you gave in traffic court this morning was so moving that I had to excuse myself and stand alone in the lobby for half an hour. When you came out of the room I watched your stride with a sense of wonder. A new tension was building up in me that allowed for the possibility of faith to enter my heart. When it was my turn in front of the Judge, I still had you in my mind and I was not afraid to deny every last charge openly and arguably.

The Unachieved Christmas, 6/7.

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The feeling that can come over a person when waking up is commonly perceived to be disorientation or confusion. But what it really is most of the time, it’s that a better world just disintegrated in half a second and won’t be easy to get back to. And it takes a few moments to get adjusted again to what’s worth a whole lot less.

The taste of one’s own blood from a split lip can be sobering. It can make a person say, “I’m sorry.” It can make them say, “Don’t go.”

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The seance was a success. It drove us from the dining room in a disorganized rush, into the back end of the hall where the lights promptly went out. My heart pounded in my chest so hard on the third and fourth beats that I was unable to speak because it hurt. Someone was screaming.

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