while the big brother is up in norcal, the little brother at home
claims half of the second floor as his own. he misses him already.
but in these first days of his final summer, he can't help feeling
alone and quiet and still- just as he should be. solitude is often
viewed as a sad, forsaken state bordered by nothing, but to him,
there is a secret serenity hidden in isolation. he wouldn't mind
if the last page of this chapter were left somewhat empty, blank.
this summer, he just wants to sit at the feet of his God and listen.
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