The opossum scuttles across the road, glimpsing briefly at the headlights that unexpectedly lit its path.
The birds rest, heads tucked under their wings.
Even the bugs have found a leaf or blade of grass on which to sit.
`Tis 4 A.M., the bewitching hour, when muses fly and fairies whisper in our ears.
I get so excited in [...]

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“Momma’, more boo-boo, right now,” the baby squeaked for the fourteenth time in sixty seconds.
As a raw, bundle of emotions, she displays an uncanny sense of urgency about what she wants, and no compunction whatsoever about demanding it repeatedly until she gets it.
As young children, we all had that urgency.
Over time, complacency eases its way [...]

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