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What drives this introvert to others initially is a needed, but seldom obtained, connection — craved shared path or experience, a witness. While difficult, I long for the adventure that only strangers can bring to one another. That simple chance to gain a shared kindness...

The day started at dawn, the sound of young women sweeping dirt into neat rows with twig brooms just outside my window, the strokes striking a rhythm punctuated by the sound of clanging as aluminum spoons stirred morning porridge into metal cups. Young women swept...

Once as a boy traveling along a country road past meadow and farm, my grandmother sat firmly behind the wheel of a pea green ford with imitation wood sides. There was no destination at all, as summer evenings where apt to produce. This was the...

Somewhere along the line, the yes of my youth got washed aside. I grew too heavy to stand like a lighthouse on my father’s raised arms. I knew too much about pitch and tone to shamelessly let my pipes blow from the top of the...