Four minutes in, you had already decided. Not consciously. Nobody decides in four minutes and admits to it. But something had gone up in you, fast and warm and high…
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You did not set these rates. You have simply never queried a single line of them. A woman rang me on a Sunday afternoon. Something in her life was falling…
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The parts of yourself you cannot see are not missing. They are unsurveyed, and the best of you is usually out there. Somewhere on her laptop is a nine-page document…
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I wrote it down once. On the back of something. A receipt, an envelope, the last page of a notebook I was using for something else entirely. One line, in…
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I could sell you a morning. Six o'clock. The journal open, the candle lit, the affirmation copied out three times in your own handwriting. Money comes to me easily. I…
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Fear is there for a reason. It is just not always the reason it gives you. Twenty milliseconds. That is roughly how long it takes for the alarm to fire,…
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