As I sit down to write, I don’t have much to say. I’ve retired from teaching college students because I didn’t have much to say to them either.
It’s not a good feeling drawing a blank on what to teach the next day, especially when students are quiet back at you.
Though magic can happen when one friend offers their friend an empty bowl of quiet, especially when she needs to pour her story like soup into that bowl.
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