Least favorite sound:
the sound of one of my son's bodies hitting the hard surfaces and sharp edges of the world.
the happy, stretchy sigh that a person makes when they are waking up happy to see you.
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Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)
---- Walt Whitman
"Song of Myself"
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- Andy Brown
- Rhode Island, United States
- Father, son, brother, husband, friend, citizen. Scientist, scholar, wordsmith, prism, pathtaker . . . .
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