2009 was a year that divided my life, cut it cleanly in two. Although I know that all along the years there have many phases, twists, turns and transitions, 2009 is the year that’s the invisible yet clear demarcation between black and white. Or fuchsia and chartreuse; then and now.
2010 was in some ways more frightening. Reentry, debriefing,
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