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I like to think of myself as someone who loves to travel. That I embrace the freedoms, the possibilities. Since we’ve been together, Maria and I were just that – rarely apart. I recently went to Los Angeles for the week and experienced nothing but good things; dear friends, old colleagues, wonderful Californian food, Pacific Ocean sun, and yet I was unmoored, anxious. When Maria is near, the world makes sense. Not being able to find her at arm’s length is like…
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I guess “at arm’s length” implies I want to keep her at a distance, but what I meant was “within arm’s reach”. Ahh well, I think you know what I mean. I’ve said it before, these are the written equivalent of those rough sketches you see in a student’s art book.