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Dulcius Ex Asperis



Anxious about anxiety

Sounds like a pan full of popcorn ready to blow. And mostly impossible. Not so unbelievable, however, when the knot that sits heavy on the end of your sternum continues to wedge itself between your lungs, pushing the air out... Continue Reading →


Tonight we look back

"Papa, why is this night different from all the other nights?" Williams confident lisp echo's hundreds of years of children asking the same. The table quiets to hear the answer, the only sound is the Matzoh being broken into millions... Continue Reading →

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