Tag: spirit of inquiry
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What If I…
It was one of those end-of-summer/beginning-of-fall Michigan afternoon days. The sky was the color of blue so common in drought-afflicted California, which I’d been missing sorely all summer while suffering in the humid purgatory of midwest peninsular living. My bumper-sticker-covered black RAV4 was humming down US-23 on the way back from selling shimmery violet eye…
Behind the Blue Door 