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A Well Run Life

Feb 3, 2017

I hear the engine of a small airplane and the sky is very blue.


Who knows how memory works.


This is among my earliest recollections. Somehow, I remember it outside my body – looking at my 4 year old self in the front yard of the first house I ever lived in.


From that moment until today, I associate the sound of...