Sanch Writes

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The Silence was a spectre, a ghostly judgment for not attaining the life my friends found so easily, punishment for not being good enough for food comas and fights about walking the dog. In those days The Silence never stayed, and when it left I was oh so impressed with my capacity for solitude.
She I Dare Not Name: A spinster's meditations on life
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