The Tavern at the Edge of the Canyon
I had a dream last night—one of those long, lingering dreams that doesn’t feel like a dream at all, but more like a memory from a life I haven’t quite lived yet. In it, I was hiking again—through the Grand Canyon or somewhere like it. The desert Southwest. Familiar ground. Sacred ground. I’ve walked there […]
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