“Being yourself... you wind up realizing you are a planet.” —Joy Harjo
I love when a conversation, or a piece of art, or a conversation about art, returns me to myself. Or maybe it isn’t a return, which implies something lost, but more like turning up the volume. Do you ever feel like that, how a friend reaches for something in you, a dial on a car stere…
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