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Maine

please go to bed

September 9, 2005

It’s one-fifty-two in the AM. I am having to stay up all night in order to get a line number at the boat dock at 5 AM, so that we can get off the island on Saturday. I’ve been trying to find a moment of solitude to sit and chill and write, but [...]

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An Island Never Cries

September 5, 2005

There are some quiet moments here on the island, a lot of them actually, but few when I find myself alone. Figured this might be a good time to get a few words in. Alannah, Abba, and her French poodle puppy Anouk are in the yard out front (nope, here they come into [...]

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