On Dying and Slow Time
I’m writing this on November 16, 2020, with the intention of publishing it a year from yesterday. It’s more for me at this point than anything I want to share with the world. These past few days have been difficult. I spent them with someone I love dearly as the two of us sat in vigil with her dog, Arlo. I did not know Arlo for long, but he had a fierceness and personality that touched me more than most humans have.
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