Tag Archives: Luisa’s Cafe

Spelunking – aka- The Long Way Home

I’d hate to post about the weather because it’s so mundane to talk about how cold it is or how much snow we are getting. It’s like small talk of the worst kind: Forced and entirely impersonal. If on the … Continue reading

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Hey Grandma Can You Pass the Salt Please?

A couple of days ago I was getting my weekly massage and I said to my therapist, “I believe in so many things that sometimes it’s hard for me to remember what I believe in.” Now before you go off … Continue reading

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