Existential

On the morning of my 69th birthday, I understood the essence of existentialism. I thought back to the day I turned 22, alone in a strange country. Up to that point, I had always had people around me who loved me and cared that it was my birthday. But now…

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The Search for Meaning

Falling and breaking my shoulder is probably the clumsiest thing I have ever done. I’ve tripped and fallen before, but landing in such a way that I knocked the head of the humerus totally off the shaft seems absolutely ridiculous. How could I have been so stupid? That’s the inner…

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