What each of us writes is merely the distillation of our experience. We write alone and in isolation but what we write about, what inspires us to write, is all born in the crucible of the broader human experience. Family, friends, spouses, lovers, pets, colleagues, enemies, acquaintances, and the strangers that only brush lightly against the outer boundaries of our existence all author the thoughts and ideas that ferment deep within our hearts. Little by little I will try to pay homage to those who have formed me and in so doing, explore my own soul.
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