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Mom’s Empty House Dream

In the dream, my mom had been reported missing. I was in her garage. My ’69 VW Beetle was parked there, standing in a puddle of stagnant water. Her car wasn’t there. The house was a meandering single floor building, … Continue reading

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Banana Bread Memories

The other day at work, somebody brought some banana bread.  I only took one slice. I swear. It was smooth and yummy, like only banana bread can be. Older bananas that have gone mushy are supposed to be the best … Continue reading

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Smell Memory

I walked across the plant floor at work today. Pretty much everyone else had gone home. The buttery smell of some solvent wafted across the floor and to my nose. Suddenly I was nine years old. We only lived in … Continue reading

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