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Watching the black dog slowly slinking out of the door
And sometimes it’s the Saturday mornings, the pushing through to get out on the hills to watch the sunrise, the making a playlist about sunrises, the listening to interesting profound people in my ears as I wander around the golf … Continue reading
The black dog…
I have a black dog, a darkness that will not shift regardless of circumstances. It comes and goes, sometimes circling hungrily, sometimes shy and hiding in the background, sometimes as far from the horizon as the eye can see. When … Continue reading
The Long Walk Home 