1. I hope that someday I will outgrow these fears, or at least learn to live with them.

    Wrestling angels

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    May 19, 2015

    It was an unremarkable day, birds and the African sunshine, the sound of
    a distant lawnmower, the dog laying quiet in back, shoes nearby, tea, a half-eaten
    yogurt, when fear washed over me like a river. Nightmares, yes, can come…Read
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