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After a vacation, a return. I was thinking about circles and cycles and wheels. The seconds inside minutes inside hours inside days inside months inside years. The moon goes around earth goes around sun. And I dance around the whole thing, never quite getting to the point of it all. I try to explain to myself that I am not going in circles. Instead, I am going in a spiral. Each loop around is [infinitesimally] shifted from the previous time. Eventually, I’ll be somewhere different without even realizing it. Spirals can move us forward. Circles will always keep us stuck.

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