




They are easier to detect after the fact. They are uncanny encounters, brushes with the supernatural, where the presence of the Lover accompanies us in a very real way, sheltering, directing, loving, moving, giving life to our everyday existence. You can't totally explain the experience, but you leave shaken to the very depths, knowing that you have been kissed by the Divine.
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Only 7 more teaching days left for me to work. I just have to mark a couple of major assignments, make up a final exam and mark it, do my report cards and then fly to Texas. Looking forward to seeing Ivan . . . oh, and you guys too!
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