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driving

I don’t normally drive, but I had to.  We were traveling through the desert, and my spouse couldn’t stay awake.  He blinked in and out of consciousness, I was driving, and I was like–why are there so many people on the road? Oh yeah–it’s Sunday afternoon.  Everyone’s going home, from their weekend travel.  I was

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imagination

I was talking with my therapist the other day.  She said, “It’s all imagination.  You know how when you go to a place like an amusement park?  There will be one of those wooden things, painted on one side, with a hole in it, and people stick their face through it, so someone else can

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