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Playing fetch with Cocoa in the yard. Notice the blurry wagging tail. And no, that isn't a snake behind her, it's a stick for chewing.
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Some mornings I wake up from this dream about a friend I haven't seen in 20-odd years, and my chest feels hollowed out with longing for him, for that connection. It feels deliciously right and disappointingly sad at the same time. It's a mystery.
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