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A Little Push

And I Fell into Enchantment

There’s a gallery near the yoga studio I frequent. I pass the art strewn windows often — maybe notice a painting or piece of pottery through the glass, but until yesterday, I’d never set foot inside. When I think about it, I’m pretty certain as to why I never turned the handle, pushed the door inward and caused the bell to jingle. For quite some time, I’ve been mindful about stuff — shedding…

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