Last year in the late afternoon I was leaving
Dave Rodrigues' office, after being given a remarkable acupressure session,
when the sight of the small home beneath the tall Mt. Sugarloaf gave me pause.
Like a fairy tale story , or a symbolic dream, the small mountain leaning ; the
house tiny and perched . As if nothing else existed in that moment , in the
whole world .
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