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    Moving is My Tiffany’s

    *This post originally appeared on my previous blog on March 22, 2015   What is your best therapy? A bubble bath? A long talk with your mother? Cuddling your cat or dog? Reading your favorite book? Drinking a 75mL “glass” of wine and watching Audrey Hepburn movies? I think I’ve figured out what my true therapeutic activity is. Moving. No, I’m not talking about working out – although that does make me feel refreshed and puts me in a better state of mind. I’m talking about changing my habitation, my residency; carting my things around and always wondering how I have acquired so much stuff. Sounds relaxing doesn’t it? No, I…

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    Beginnings

    Racing, swerving, changing lanes along the car-height cement medians, through green and yellow lights – stop; red. The brake pedal feels the pressure that the accelerator needed relief from. But not for long. Now rushing over the pavement, past the two-story houses and finally that long brick wall surrounding a regimented campus, which soon gives way to equally historic brick buildings and one more stop light; left lane… Waiting. At first with just one other vehicle. A white van with Pennsylvania plates and a steel ladder attached to the roof. White lines make long lanes, soon to be filled from end to end with cars of all makes and from a…