[NOTE: This is not to be confused with Substitutiary Locomotion.] I suppose it’s time to raise my blowhole for a few moments. It’s been a hard few weeks, with yet another ugly head rising from the stump of my thesis, just as soon as I thought I’d dealt the death blow. I pray, once again, …
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Like the Dewfall
My reckless path over the past months had left my way littered with a lot of brokenness — not least of all my own. The most gracious Healer had been to my bedside — but still I shut Him out of my heart, the most wounded part of all. Though I’d made a miraculous recovery …