Reflection
The Journey
Sometimes it isn’t what was done for you, but it is the significance of presence.
Read this pieceA bus journey. A station in Orlando. The strangers we notice, and the people whose absence travels with us.
Read these pieces together.Sometimes it isn’t what was done for you, but it is the significance of presence.
Read this pieceAs I sat there, observing those around me I realized something- there was people to help.
Read this pieceI seem not to know- I just know every answer to my question goes back to you.
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